Chapter 4“It was kind of like dinner theater,” Joshua said. “Only with a lot more screaming and crying. Michael and his sisters kept yelling back and forth. Mrs. F left a bunch of threatening messages on the bakery’s answering machine. Then she called the cops and demanded they do something. Finally, she called Aunt Ginger’s cell, and things really got loud.”
“Wow, my night was much more boring.” Alex slouched over the hospital admitting counter, his back turned to the overcrowded seating area while they waited for the paperwork on their last drop-off. “I spent an hour pulling plastic dinosaurs out of the back toilet. I think we hit a new record.”
“Did you make Tina apologize for drowning them in the first place?” Joshua hid his smile. Alex’s third, and youngest daughter appeared determi
