By Marc Brown
Halloween has Arthur spooked! while his little sister wanders off into the scariest apartment in the street, Arthur has to discover the braveness to head in and shop her. Will Arthur and D.W. make it out alive?
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I’m sorry,” I stumbled on, wishing I hadn’t tried to be funny. ” Rorry’s face was unreadable, her tone bitter. She slurped some tea. ” “I’m so sorry,” I repeated, in spite of what she’d said. “Didn’t mean to upset you—” “I’m not upset,” she interrupted. ” My question sounded stupid, even to me. I shakily wired the microphone Arthur handed me through my double-breasted chef’s jacket. “Two minutes,” he warned. “Mrs. ” Rorry’s reply was nearly a shout. The hand holding the plastic cup trembled; pale green tea slopped out.
Two minutes,” he warned. “Mrs. ” Rorry’s reply was nearly a shout. The hand holding the plastic cup trembled; pale green tea slopped out. Arthur rushed away. “Rorry,” I murmured. “I just heard about the, your, other loss. I didn’t know about the baby, and I know you loved Nate—” “Nate is the only man I’ve ever loved,” she cut in fiercely. Why the rudeness? I didn’t get it. My cheeks reddened. Why did I always make things worse when I was nervous? “I know you did—” Rorry lifted her chin. ” She walked away from the screen, toward the spectators’ seats.
He said he’d put patches of the poison in a letter, if you can believe that. ” She paused and looked cautiously around the empty shop. “No. Here’s the bad part, Goldy. Barton said he was going to deliver this poison-in-a-letter soon. ” My skin prickled. I heard my tone sharpen as questions tumbled out. “Do you know where this Barton guy lives? ” She shook her head. “How about the cop? ” Cinda picked up a rag and wiped the counter beside my half-full coffee cup. “Nah, I figured it was a hoax.