Marvin’s bike skidded to a stop in the front yard. “Hi, Grandpa.” He called to the elderly man sitting on the front porch. Grandpa looked up from his Bible and greeted Marvin. “How was the bike ride, Marvin?” Grandpa asked.

“It was great! The bike you bought me for my birthday is the best in the neighborhood!” Marvin exclaimed. “I wouldn’t trade my new bike for anything!”

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