Tom could not understand what was bothering him about the scenery.1
It had been hanging on the wall since Noah built the ark. Never did he pay much attention to it, but yet now it seemed quite strange. It was a large ugly painting that his grand father drew.2
“Gerri, do you notice something different about the picture?”3
“Yes!” she answered in an annoying voice, after glancing up at the painting.4
“What is it? I can’t put my finger on it.”5
“The frame Tom,” she replied. 6
“What about it?” Tom inquired sighing heavily. 7
“It has been stolen Tom you nincompoop.”8
