Are you dressed yet? You’re going to be late. Girls? What are you doing? Their mother’s voice interrupted them from downstairs, startling them both. Having set down the realistic-looking creature, she and her sister started to back away, their eyes on Sean’s closed door. It’s the hair that makes it, Bobbi replied. She set one hand against the peeling wallpaper and leaned on it. The floor creaked noisily, and Corky stopped. When Sean came out for breakfast, he’d have to walk right into it. She carefully set the rat down in the center of the doorway. Sean is terrified of rats, Corky whispered, her eyes on her little brother’s door, expecting him to burst out and ruin Bobbi’s little surprise. Both girls were in long cotton nightshirts. Her blond hair was still tangled from sleep. Right in front of Sean’s door?īobbi nodded and tiptoed down the narrow hall toward their brother’s room. The floorboards felt cold beneath her bare feet. Where are you going to put it? Corky asked, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She gripped the rat tighter around its rib cage. The words made Bobbi grin, her green eyes lighting up with pleasure. You are evil, Corky said in a hushed whisper.
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