After Abby’s dad picked her up, I asked Alice whether she’d enjoyed being with Abby. Alice denied everything, including that she’d ever met a girl named Abby. After some interrogation I got her to admit that she’d played with some girl earlier in the day, but even though Alice didn’t know her name, she she it wasn’t “Abby”. However, her story fell apart when I found this chalkd drawing on the sidewalk next to the house [cur dramatic music]
Busted!
