Rewrite to be written in the style of verbose:

Michael Brandon: Kelly’s Windy Day. Thomas and Kelly had just arrived at the new library site.
Thomas: The wind’s blowing hard.
Michael Brandon: Chuffed Thomas.
Kelly: Too hard.
Michael Brandon: Frowned Kelly.
Kelly: Strong winds are dangerous for a crane.
Michael Brandon: The wind was blowing so hard that Jack and his friends could hardly get their work done. Kelly’s crane arm didn’t like the wind.
Kelly: Uh-oh. This is bad.
Jack: Look out!
Michael Brandon: Cried Jack, but it was too late.
(Kelly
Thomas: Are you all right?
Michael Brandon: Chuffed Thomas.
Kelly: I think so, but is anyone else hurt?
Jack: No.
Michael Brandon: Said Jack.
Jack: But you’ve demolished a shed.
Michael Brandon: Soon Kelly was back on Thomas’ low loader.
Kelly: I’m sorry, Miss Jenny.
Michael Brandon: Said Kelly.
Miss Jenny: It wasn’t your fault, Kelly.
Michael Brandon: Said Miss Jenny.
Miss Jenny: We’ll get you back to the yard so the repairman can look at those wheels.
Thomas: I’m glad it’s only your wheels.
Michael Brandon: Said Thomas.
Kelly: Me too.
Michael Brandon: Said Kelly, but he was worried. What if he fell over again and hurt someone?
(Thomas
Michael Brandon: That night, the wind blew and the rains pounded down. The repairman worked all night fixing Kelly’s wheels. The next morning, the sheds were empty. Everyone had gone to work except Kelly. The rain had stopped, but the wind was still blowing and he was worried. Then Miss Jenny came to the sheds with urgent news.
Miss Jenny: Isabella had come off the road at the quarry bridge.
Michael Brandon: She said.
Miss Jenny: We must rescue her at once.
Michael Brandon: Kelly was still afraid he might fall over and hurt someone.
Kelly: Can’t you send someone else?
Michael Brandon: He asked.
Miss Jenny: Kelly, there is no one else! Isabella’s in trouble.
Michael Brandon: Said Miss Jenny.
Miss Jenny: And we must rescue her.
Michael Brandon: Isabella was scared. She didn’t like teetering on the edge of the road like a seesaw. Soon, Kelly and Miss Jenny arrived.
Miss Jenny: Isabella, are you all right?
Michael Brandon: Asked Miss Jenny.
Isabella: I think so.
Michael Brandon: Answered Isabella. Kelly had to remove the piano first. The wind blew and the piano swayed.
The Piano Lady: Oh dear. Be careful.
Michael Brandon: Soon, Kelly lowered the piano safely to the ground. Now he had the hardest job of all: to rescue Isabella. Slowly, he started to pull Isabella back onto the road. The wind blew harder. Isabella began to teeter.
Isabella: Oh. Oh!
Michael Brandon: Kelly was worried. He stopped.
Isabella: What’s wrong?
Michael Brandon: Cried Isabella.
Kelly: The wind’s too strong.
Michael Brandon: Said Kelly.
Miss Jenny: You can do it, Kelly!
Michael Brandon: Called Miss Jenny.
Miss Jenny: You can do it!
Michael Brandon: Kelly knew he couldn’t let the wind stop him. He started his winch again. He pulled harder…and harder.
Isabella: Oh, mind my paint.
Michael Brandon: The cheeky truck cried. Isabella was finally back on the road.
Kelly: Phew.
Miss Jenny: Well done, Kelly.
Michael Brandon: Said Miss Jenny.
Miss Jenny: Well done.
Isabella: Thank you, Kelly.
Michael Brandon: Said Isabella. At last, Kelly had his confidence back. Isabella was on her way again. And Thomas could see that Kelly was happy.