Cooney Is Loony! 10 I Thought She Was Gonna Die “Now are you convinced, A.J.?” Andrea asked, taking a big bite of her apple. Me and Ryan and Michael were sitting around the vomitorium talking about Mrs. Cooney. It was so important that we even let Andrea and Emily sit at our table. All the evidence seemed to show that Mrs. Cooney was a spy. Still, I wasn’t sure. “My mom says people are innocent until they’re proven guilty,” I said. “Mrs. Cooney is guilty, A.J.!” Andrea said, getting up and waving her arms around. “What do you need to do, catch her—” But Andrea couldn’t finish that sentence, because at that very moment, the most amazing thing in the history of the world happened. Andrea started choking. “What’s the matter?” Emily asked. Andrea couldn’t talk. She was gagging. “She’s got something caught in her throat!” Ryan said. We all looked at the half-eaten apple in Andrea’s hand. She was gasping, trying to breathe. I looked at Ryan. Ryan looked at Michael.
