Last week was a wild goose chase from the beginning. I was trying to find my missing homework, but no one had seen it. My brother said I was crying wolf again, but I knew it was gone for real. When I asked my friend Lily for help, she said she was busy as a bee and couldn’t come over. My teacher, Mr. Green, who is usually as cool as a cat, started to look worried. “Don’t be a scaredy-cat,” he said. “We’ll figure this out.”