It was about 6pm when I heard a knock on the door. It 1. BE Jason, my teenage neighbour. He looked cold and upset. “What’s wrong, Jason?” “I 2. LOSE my key and I can’t get into my house.” “Come in. Today’s not a day for long walks, or long waits,” I looked out the window. It 3. SNOW hard and it was windy. The weather was getting 4. BAD every hour. Jason 5. TAKE off his coat and boots. His 6. FOOT were wet and I gave him a pair of socks to change into. A cup of hot tea and some biscuits soon made the boy feel warm. “Where are your parents, Jason?” “I 7. NOT/KNOW. I can’t call them because of this,” he pulled his phone out of his pocket and showed it to me – the screen 8. BREAK and the phone was obviously dead. Jason focused on the food again. He took his 9. FOUR biscuit and said: “I wish my mum could make biscuits like this.”