Dinner that evening would be spaghetti, but before she could drain the noodles, Emily Silverwood had to find the colander. She was disappointed and concerned that it was not in its usual place on a shelf in a cabinet beneath the kitchen counter.
In another room, the twins were laughing and threatening each other with intergalactic doom.
“Maybe the twins have it,” Ethan suggested.
“That is always a good guess.”
Pip and Squeak ran through the kitchen. Pip was zooming a ballpoint pen, which she was pretending was a spaceship. She was followed by Squeak, who was in fact wearing the colander on his head.
“This is not the monkey house at the zoo,” Ms. Silverwood reminded them.
Pip and Squeak stopped in the middle of the kitchen and looked at Ms. Silverwood shyly. “Dinner in five minutes,”
