“There’s some toast here, Allie-Cat,” said her father. “Thanks, Dad,” said Allie. Taking her seat, she reached for a piece of toast and asked, “Is it all right if I take a rake and a broom and some trash bags to school for Earth Day?” Michael banged his cereal spoon on the table enthusiastically. “Earth Day!” he crowed. “Fritzi and me are going to plant flowers today!” “Fritzi and I are going to plant flowers,” Mrs. Nichols corrected gently. Michael’s round face gathered in a scowl. “No!” he protested. “Not you. Me! Fritzi said.” “That’s right, honey,” Mrs. Nichols hastened to say. “You and Fritzi are planting flowers. I just meant—Oh, never mind.” Michael smiled happily. Mr. Nichols turned back to Allie and said, “Sure, go ahead and take whatever tools you need. What are you going to use them for?” “We’re cleaning up the cemetery at Fossil Glen today,” answered Allie. Mr. Nichols nodded approvingly. “Good idea.” “If you’re going to be carrying all that, why don’t you let me give you a ride?”
What do You think about The Ghost Of Fossil Glen (1998)?
