On his birthday, Duncan’s parents gave him a tree house.
Duncan’s father was a builder. He had made the tree house in his workshop and he had fixed it to the tree the night before Duncan’s birthday, when Duncan was asleep.
It was a complete surprise to Duncan.
Inside the tree house was a camp bed and a rug and a table and a chair and a shelf with cups and plates on it. There was a bookcase and a tin box for keeping things in. The window had real glass in it, and opened and shut.
Duncan leaned out of the window and waved to his parents in the garden below.
‘Thank you!’ yelled Duncan.