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Owen and Eleanor Move In
Owen and Eleanor Move In
Owen and Eleanor Move In
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Owen and Eleanor Move In is a story about what it means to have a home...and what it means to be a friend

When eight-year-old Eleanor moves into the bottom half of a duplex with her family, she is not happy. Her old home was way better. In her old home, she even had her own bedroom. Not any more--now she has to share with her big sister. The situation needs to change, and she knows just how to fix it. When Owen, age seven, meets Eleanor, he's excited--finally, someone to play with who isn't his little brother! He teaches her how to fence and write in code, and she helps him build mechanical gadgets and thinks his homeschooling is cool.

But when Eleanor asks Owen to help her escape back to her old house, he's not sure he should do it.... What should a friend do?

Starring two quirky kids and a dead goldfish named Scrumpy, Owen and Eleanor Move In will delight readers both young and old.

The Owen and Eleanor series follows two kids from two different families as they navigate the ups and downs of childhood. The duo learns important lessons about faith, values, and friendship. Perfect for beginning readers

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LanguageEnglish
Release dateApr 3, 2018
ISBN9781506439747
Owen and Eleanor Move In
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H. M. Bouwman

H. M. Bouwman grew up as the second of four sisters, and together they put on plays and magic shows (and once, a circus), ran a hospital for animals, climbed trees, played made-up games, and roamed the neighborhood. She now has two children who grew up creating wild stories, collecting fossils of dead animals, and building fairy gardens. H. M. Bouwman lives in Minnesota and teaches at the University of St. Thomas. She is the author of several novels for young readers including A Crack in the Sea and Gossamer Summer. Visit her at HMBouwman.com.

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    Owen and Eleanor Move In - H. M. Bouwman

    Owen and Eleanor Move In

    Copyright © 2018 Sparkhouse Family. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced without the written permission of the publisher. Email copyright@1517.media.

    First edition published 2018

    Printed in the United States of America

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    Paperback ISBN: 9781506439723

    Hardcover ISBN: 9781506449364

    Ebook ISBN: 9781506439747

    Written by H.M. Bouwman

    Illustrated by Charlie Alder

    Designed by 1517 Media

    eBook developed by Kris Vetter Tomes.

    Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

    Names: Bouwman, H. M., author. | Alder, Charlie, illustrator.

    Title: Owen and Eleanor move in / by H.M. Bouwman ; illustrated by Charlie

    Alder.

    Description: First edition. | Minneapolis, MN : Sparkhouse Family, 2018. |

    Summary: Eight-year-old Eleanor is very unhappy when her family moves into

    a duplex, so she asks her new neighbor, seven-year-old Owen, to help her

    escape to her old house.

    Identifiers: LCCN 2017037049 (print) | LCCN 2017049466 (ebook) | ISBN

    9781506439747 (Ebook) | ISBN 9781506439723 (pbk. : alk. paper)

    Subjects: | CYAC: Homesickness--Fiction. | Moving, Household--Fiction. |

    Friendship--Fiction. | Family life--Fiction.

    Classification: LCC PZ7.B6713 (ebook) | LCC PZ7.B6713 Owe 2018 (print) | DDC

    [Fic]--dc23

    LC record available at https://lccn.loc.gov/2017037049

    V81163; 9781506439723; JAN2018

    Sparkhouse Family

    510 Marquette Avenue

    Minneapolis, MN 55402

    sparkhousefamily.org

    Chapter 1

    Eleanor

    To begin with, Scrumpy the Fourth went belly-up somewhere between the old house and the new house. And Scrumpy the Fourth was almost brand-new, because Scrumpy the Third had keeled over only last week. You poor little thing, Eleanor said to the dead goldfish. She tugged against her seat belt to curl over the fishbowl on her lap. You kicked the bucket, you bought the farm, you bit the dust, you crushed up your chips—

    That’s not right, said Eleanor’s older sister from the front seat. Alicia was in sixth grade and knew everything. Crush up your chips is wrong.

    "It is not wrong, said Eleanor. If you crush up your chips, then your chips are dead." Alicia couldn’t really argue with that. Crushed chips were no good, unless they were on top of corn-and-bean hot dish.

    The car stopped. Eleanor climbed out. See? she said to her mom, who had been driving. "Scrumpy’s a goner. That’s another reason whywe shouldn’t move."

    Eleanor’s mother sighed.

    Eleanor’s dad stood in the doorway to the new duplex, next to her big brother Aaron, who was in high school. They were the same height, but Aaron was skinnier.

    Dad said, Come in! We’ve already put the beds together.

    Mom and Alicia took bags of clothes from the trunk and walked up the steps into the new apartment. Eleanor marched slowly and majestically along the sidewalk, carrying her fishbowl and humming the tune from Star Wars. The old, old Star Wars. The one with Princess Leia. Eleanor was glad to be wearing her glitteriest skirt. Dead Scrumpy the Fourth deserved some honor.

    Alicia and Mom went into the house with Aaron. Dad came down the steps toward Eleanor. I’m sorry, honey. Will there be a funeral tonight?

    Eleanor stopped humming because she had suddenly thought of something. We can’t do a funeral here. It needs to be at the old house, in the backyard. With Scrumpy One, Two, and Three.

    Dad said, We don’t own the old house anymore. This is our house now.

    "Our duplex, said Eleanor. And not even ours." She studied the two-family house. It was yellow. Their old house was blue. Eleanor hated yellow. She loved blue. She hated duplexes. She loved houses. Houses stood all by themselves with no one living above you. Houses

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