Can't it wait I ask I am almost done with this chapter Great Aunt Raven twists the chain of her gold pocket watch around her knobby fingers She checks the time and frowns Without warning she grabs the book from my hands and stuffs it into her pocket
We are late she snips Hurry up I know better than to ask again Great Aunt Raven's odd jobs are always a riddle IK ALLE A TALAM
Her long black skirt brushes the floor as she walks away It leaves a dark trail on the dusty floorboards H000
