Just as I was starting to feel like I’d lost my mind, Mrs. Crumpet, of all people, assured me that I had not.
“Willowtree?” I managed to stammer out while Mrs. 353 more words
Doorbell ringing. What?
“Hannah! I know you’re in there!”
Oh no, not Mrs. Crumpet. Cordelia Crumpet, my well-meaning but perpetually interfering next-door neighbor was at the door, and there was no getting away from Cordelia Crumpet once she decided to zero in on you. 277 more words