CHAPTER 40
You’re the stupidest girl in the state of Washington, Jillian thought to herself. Why had she told Connie she’d tuck these dumb goats in for the night?
She should be at the hospital with Grandma Lucy. Why had she refused to go?
The goats were just her excuse. She’d been afraid of what might happen, so she told Connie she’d stay home and take care of the animals. Well, everyone was in the barn now, those stupid goats with their loud bleating and smelly hay and stubborn ways. All except Peaches.
Jillian would kill that animal. She really would.
Jillian had been trying to coax her inside for half an hour at least. With one hand she held the barn door shut so all the other animals didn’t escape, and with the other she kept stretching toward Peaches who stayed just out of reach.
