Moishy and Miriam Morris trailed home gloomily. Sunny Lane wouldn’t be the same without Jolly Solly

IT

was unusual to see Jolly Solly walking around without a smile on his face.  But his mother had gotten sick, and the clown was worriedly rushing around making arrangements.  A doctor had visited earlier and told Jolly Solly his mother needed to go away for a while to the mountains, where the clean air would help her recover.

The perfect  place had been found, and Jolly Solly wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Mrs. Morris kindly offered to prepare meals for Mr. Krankowitz, instead of the clown’s mother. Mrs. Faigelbaum said she would visit the sick kids in the hospital while Jolly Solly was away.

Soon a large taxi arrived, with plenty of room for Jolly Solly’s mother to sit comfortably, and the pair climbed inside.  All of Sunny Lane came out to wish a “refuah sheleimah” and wave goodbye.  The taxi drove off slowly, so as not to jostle the patient.  Then it turned the corner and was gone.

Mr. Krankowitz tap-tapped back toward his house with a scowl on his face.  Who knew what his dinners were going to be like now?  Jolly Solly’s mother knew exactly how he liked them.  Mrs. Morris didn’t.  He hoped he wouldn’t starve.

Moishy and Miriam Morris trailed home gloomily.  Sunny Lane wouldn’t be the same without Jolly Solly.  They hoped his mother would get better quickly, and things would go back to normal.