

Sam and Lily were playing in the kitchen. They liked to pretend they were chefs and make yummy food. They saw a big red tomato on the counter. Sam wanted to cut it and put it in a salad. Lily wanted to cook it and make it spicy.
"No, no, no!" Sam said. "Tomato is good for salad. It is fresh and juicy. Spicy is bad. It makes your mouth hurt."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Lily said. "Tomato is good for spicy. It is sweet and tangy. Spicy is good. It makes your mouth warm."
They both grabbed the tomato and pulled. The tomato slipped from their hands and rolled on the floor. It bumped into the door of the pantry. The door opened and a big bag of flour fell out. The bag burst and flour went everywhere. Sam and Lily sneezed and coughed.
"Oh no!" they said. "We made a big mess. Mommy will be mad."
They heard Mommy coming. They ran to the pantry and hid inside. They closed the door and locked it. They hoped Mommy would not find them.
"Sam? Lily? Where are you?" Mommy called. "What happened in the kitchen? It looks like a snowstorm. And where is my tomato?"
Sam and Lily did not answer. They were scared and sorry. They hugged each other and whispered.
"Maybe we can share the tomato next time," Sam said.
"Maybe we can try both salad and spicy next time," Lily said.
They waited for Mommy to open the door and say sorry. They hoped she would not be too mad. They hoped she would still love them.
