Marnie said, running her finger across the corner of Clove’s mouth as I ushered everyone back into the house after our doughnut extravaganza. “Chocolate?”“We had doughnuts and hot chocolate,” Clove said.“With sprinkles,” Thistle added.“Well, great,” Marnie said, making a face. “I love hearing that an hour before dinner.” She shot a pointed look in my direction. “Were you purposely trying to spoil their appetites?”I considered telling her I was rewarding them for lying to the police, but I figured that would be pushing my luck. “They were good and they deserved a treat. You put me in charge of them and I decided they needed doughnuts. If you don’t like it, don’t ask me to watch them again.”Marnie scowled. “Why can’t you be like all the other grandmothers in town and knit them scarves?”“Knit,” Thistle said, dissolving into giggles. “She doesn’t knit.”“I could knit,” I challenged.“We don’t want her to knit,” Bay said. “That would be horrible for everyone.”“How so?”“Then we’d have to wear what she knitted for us,”
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