“I can’t stand it anymore!” Pepe complained to himself. “When will dad get a job? When will my parents be able to afford the red sneakers I want? When will this horrible cough go away? When will my bean in the jar at school start to sprout roots? Agh! I want all these things to happen NOW!”
A terrible crashing sound interrupted Pepe while he was eating a snack in his kitchen at home.
“Please, someone help here!” he heard a woman yell.