CHAPTER FOUR
Melissa poked at her potatoes with her fork, not caring that she wasn't eating. She couldn't eat, what with Callie asking so many questions- questions that a three-year-old would ask.
"Honey, what's wrong?" Mrs. Crochet asked, staring at Melissa. Callie, too, was looking at her, and for a moment Melissa thought that the Callie sitting in front of her was the warm, carefree Callie that she had known. But deep down inside Melissa knew that Callie would never be the same.
After dinner, Melissa called Brittany and invited her over to watch a movie with her. Brittany gladly accepted the invitation and was at the Crochet's doorstep in five minutes.
Melissa ran for the door, but Callie flung it open and squealed, "Hi, Brittany! We're watching a moo-y, right, Melissa?"
"So I see," Brittany said, walking into the living room. But Callie leaped in front of her.
"No!" Callie screamed. "I have to tell you that you can come in, okay? You can't just bar...bar...barge in, Brittany."
"Uh...okay." Brittany obediently stepped back, looking at Melissa, who smiled and sat on the couch. Brittany's face was red from embarrassment as Callie said, "Okay, come in now."
Brittany plopped down beside Melissa and asked, "So what are we watching?"
"I'm going to let Callie pick, Brittany," Melissa said, eyeing her friend. Brittany gave Melissa a Look.
"Here it is!" Callie screeched, rushing in and shoving the video case into Melissa's surprised face.
"Okay, Callie. What have you got there, sis?" Melissa took the video from Callie and read the title aloud. "The Fox and the Hound."
"It's about a fox and a hound, right?" Callie asked, popping the tape into the VCR.
Melissa looked at Brittany and shrugged. The girls were in the middle of the movie when the phone rang. It turned out that Brittany had to go home.
"See you tomorrow!" Melissa yelled.
"See you to...more...oh!" Callie echoed.
Brittany waved to her friends and ran off. With a sigh of relief, Melissa shut the door.
Then a ear-splintering scream filled the house.
Melissa poked at her potatoes with her fork, not caring that she wasn't eating. She couldn't eat, what with Callie asking so many questions- questions that a three-year-old would ask.
"Honey, what's wrong?" Mrs. Crochet asked, staring at Melissa. Callie, too, was looking at her, and for a moment Melissa thought that the Callie sitting in front of her was the warm, carefree Callie that she had known. But deep down inside Melissa knew that Callie would never be the same.
After dinner, Melissa called Brittany and invited her over to watch a movie with her. Brittany gladly accepted the invitation and was at the Crochet's doorstep in five minutes.
Melissa ran for the door, but Callie flung it open and squealed, "Hi, Brittany! We're watching a moo-y, right, Melissa?"
"So I see," Brittany said, walking into the living room. But Callie leaped in front of her.
"No!" Callie screamed. "I have to tell you that you can come in, okay? You can't just bar...bar...barge in, Brittany."
"Uh...okay." Brittany obediently stepped back, looking at Melissa, who smiled and sat on the couch. Brittany's face was red from embarrassment as Callie said, "Okay, come in now."
Brittany plopped down beside Melissa and asked, "So what are we watching?"
"I'm going to let Callie pick, Brittany," Melissa said, eyeing her friend. Brittany gave Melissa a Look.
"Here it is!" Callie screeched, rushing in and shoving the video case into Melissa's surprised face.
"Okay, Callie. What have you got there, sis?" Melissa took the video from Callie and read the title aloud. "The Fox and the Hound."
"It's about a fox and a hound, right?" Callie asked, popping the tape into the VCR.
Melissa looked at Brittany and shrugged. The girls were in the middle of the movie when the phone rang. It turned out that Brittany had to go home.
"See you tomorrow!" Melissa yelled.
"See you to...more...oh!" Callie echoed.
Brittany waved to her friends and ran off. With a sigh of relief, Melissa shut the door.
Then a ear-splintering scream filled the house.