Homer Wells, not yet ten, crept quietly to his bed.

Homer Wells thought that the woman was going to give birth to a tribe.

Homer Wells said with authority, and a few of the little voices followed him.

Homer Wells did not overlook women; he looked right into their eyes, which might have been why.

Homer Wells would have made that summer last the rest of his life if he could have.

Homer Wells was also making a deposit in the water.

Homer Wells found a piece of paper with columns for laboratory analysis.

Homer Wells stopped the car and rolled down the window.

Homer Wells was trying to imagine it all when he heard the car.

Homer Wells made up his mind; he would be a hero.