Bill and his friends are going hiking this weekend. He's afraid he's going to be hungry,
so he buys a lot of food and his bag is big and heavy. They start at nine in the morning and
they get to the city five hours later. They're all tired and his friends get on a bus, but Bill
can't. His bag sticks in the door and he has to get off. The bus leaves and he doesn't know
where he's going to meet them. He walks in the street and when it's eight in the evening,
he goes into a restaurant. He asks for some drinks and soon begins to sleep.
     When he wakes up at the midnight, he can't find any people in the restaurant. The door
is closed and he can't go out. He finds a telephone number on a piece of paper and begins to
call Mr. Jackson, the owner of the restaurant.
     "Hello," says the boy, "When do you open your restaurant, Mr. Jackson?"
     The telephone wakes the man up and he isn't happy. So he says, "Don't ask me about
that. I won't let you in."  
     "Oh, no! I want to go out."