Sleepover Sleuths
“Mrs. Shannon said as they entered the house. Deirdre’s mom was wearing a pink sweater and black stretch pants. Her brown hair was combed in a neat flip.
“Hello,” Nancy said in her most polite voice.
“Why don’t you bring your gear down to the basement?” Mrs. Shannon said. “That’s where the fun is!”
“And the snacks!” Deirdre added.
Deirdre waved them to the door leading to the basement. George pointed to a dark blue duffel bag against the wall. “Looks like someone forgot their bag,” she said.
Dei...rdre squeezed her nose and said, “That’s Trina Vanderhoof’s smelly basketball bag. I’m making her keep it upstairs so it doesn’t stink up the sleepover.”
Nancy felt something tickle her ankle. She looked down and saw a furry white cat. It purred softly as it rubbed against Nancy’s leg.
“She looks like a marshmallow!” Nancy cooed.
“You guessed her name,” Deirdre said. “It’s Marshmallow!”
“Can Marshmallow come to the party?” George asked.
“I wish,”MoreLess
“Hello,” Nancy said in her most polite voice.
“Why don’t you bring your gear down to the basement?” Mrs. Shannon said. “That’s where the fun is!”
“And the snacks!” Deirdre added.
Deirdre waved them to the door leading to the basement. George pointed to a dark blue duffel bag against the wall. “Looks like someone forgot their bag,” she said.
Dei...rdre squeezed her nose and said, “That’s Trina Vanderhoof’s smelly basketball bag. I’m making her keep it upstairs so it doesn’t stink up the sleepover.”
Nancy felt something tickle her ankle. She looked down and saw a furry white cat. It purred softly as it rubbed against Nancy’s leg.
“She looks like a marshmallow!” Nancy cooed.
“You guessed her name,” Deirdre said. “It’s Marshmallow!”
“Can Marshmallow come to the party?” George asked.
“I wish,”MoreLess
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