Chocolate-Covered Baloney by KD McCrite

Author:KD McCrite
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2012-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

Who’s Been Sleeping in My Bed? Not Me!

It didn’t take long to shower, brush my teeth, and put on my pj’s. I fluffed my pillows, got into bed, and arranged the covers all snuggly and comfy around me, then I picked up my book. I eyeballed my door, hoping that old lady didn’t get a wild notion to come in and kiss me good night.

It took me a good while to get involved in my story because the night’s events—everything from tricking Grandma to escaping from that Mimi-person—flickered around in my mind like an irritating moth. I was just about ready to forget about reading that night when Mama knocked on my door and called out softly, “April, honey?”

Let me tell you something about door knocking and my mama. She always knocks and she never goes busting into your room like some mothers do, like Melissa Kay Carlyle’s mother, for instance, who just opens the door without warning, even if you’re standing there in your underwear trying to get dressed.

“Come in, Mama.” I hoped that old woman was not lurking around behind her.

Mama entered with some clean, folded sheets on her arm. She looked frazzled and weary and a little pale. She was alone.

“You okay, Mama?” I asked, sitting up straight.

“I’m fine, honey. Listen, I want you to get up and help me change the bed linens, then I want you to go sleep in Myra Sue’s room.”

“What?” I squawked.

“Don’t give me a hard time now,” she said. “Come on. Get up.”

Boy, oh boy. I crawled as slowly as possible out of my very own comfortable, warm bed in my nice, clean room.

“You aren’t putting that woman in here, are you?” I asked.

Mama handed me both pillows from the bed. “Change the pillow slips, honey. And yes, I am. She needs a place to sleep.”

Well, wouldn’t you just know it. Mama was trying to do the Right Thing, just like she always did. This time, though, I wished she hadn’t decided the Right Thing was putting Mimi in my room.

“Well, then why can’t she sleep in Myra Sue’s room?”

Mama had taken off the blankets and the top quilt. She started removing the sheets, but paused to look at me straight.

“Because it would take too long to get Myra’s room clean, that’s why. Besides,” she said as she went back to her work, “Myra Sue had to give up her room for a long time when Ian and Isabel stayed with us, then later when Grandma stayed here. So it’s your turn.”

I frowned so hard that my forehead actually ached. As a rule I try not to be a selfish person, but this had nothing to do with being generous. Number one: No one in her right mind would want to sleep in Myra Sue’s rat’s nest. Number two: She slept with that dumb radio on. Number three: I did not want that Mimi-person stinking up my room or my bed.

“Don’t give me any trouble about this, April Grace,” Mama said sternly.

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