This morning before my sister, Christina, went off to work, she asked me to read the first sentence to her. I did better than that. I read the first few paragraphs. And she was scared. Let me give you a small taste:
“Come on Else, it’s your
turn!” Paris yelled out. “Ohhh, you’re going to get it! You’re going to get it!
Your mouse is going to get trapped!”
“Quiet Paris,” George said, “She might not role a three, plus
the trap isn’t even set up yet.”
“So, it’s still fun teasing her!” Paris said. “You take
all the fun out of things Geor-Ge.”
“No he doesn’t,” Else chimed in. “He’s sweet,” she said
looking over to him in his dirty Superman shirt.
“Ohhh,” Courtney said, sitting up as she was lying in the
tree house looking up through the holes in the roof at the fresh green leaves,
“Else and George sitting in a tree,” Paris joined in, “K I S S I N G, first
comes love,” James, who was lying next to Courtney joined the teasing, “Then
comes marriage,” Abbey, Jacob and Sam finally joined in with the rest, “Then
comes the baby in the baby carriage. Suckin’ his thumb, wettin’ his pants,
doin’ the naked baby dance. That’s not all, that’s not all…” Spottie, George’s
dog which all of the kids loved was barking along while running around below.
“Wait a sec guys,” Courtney said, as the rest were
trailing off with the very familiar teasing song. “Do you hear that?”
“Hear what?” Paris asked annoyingly as she was having fun
making fun of Else and George.
