"She’s been asking for des sucettes et des saucisses. Can you tell me what these words mean?”
Drip drop. Drip drop. Drip drop.
Shuly and I sat by the window. Would the rain ever stop?
We were bored. No school yet, no friends and no visitors to look forward to. Madame Chamberlaine was in town but she was staying with an old friend.
Ring!
“Can you get the phone, Shuly?” I asked.
She sighed. “I’m too tired and bored to stand up.”
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