A shiny coin sat in the grass in the middle of the park.
Cam saw it. Mac saw it.
“I saw it first!” they both shouted.
Cam picked it up.
“A Wyoming quarter,” he said. “Now I have quarters from all fifty states.”
Mac took the coin from Cam.
“Twenty-five cents,” he said. “Now I have enough to buy ice cream today.”
Cam grabbed the coin from Mac.
“Ice cream?” he hollered. “I’ve collected every state from Alabama to Wisconsin. I never found Wyoming. I need Wyoming!”
Mac snatched the coin from Cam.
“Wyoming?” he yelped. “Twenty-five cents buys the flavor of the day. I’ve eaten strawberry, raspberry, blueberry, and boysenberry. I’ve never tasted huckleberry. I need huckleberry ice cream!”
“Wait,” said Cam. “We are fifty-fifty friends.”
Mac agreed. “Remember the cupcake last week? We cut it in half.”
“The chips, too,” said…