Tommy's clubhouse

We were eating pretzels, just like every other day and there was a knock on the clubhouse door. I opened it. It was old Mrs. Peeples! Can you believe it? I thought our first customer would be a kid, but Mrs. Peeples was the oldest person on our street! We were so surprised, we forgot to ask her to come in. Instead, we jumped up, tucked in our shirts, got real scared, and went out. Meet Tommy (and some friends). Everything about him is ... seven. - Back cover.