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But by the time I'd changed her, tickled her, and talked to her teddy bear, we were old friends. We walked down the stairs hand in hand. I gave her some apple juice, and then we joined Hannie and Linny in the yard.
"Hi, Sari-Sari!" cried Hannie, running over to her sister.
"Kristy," Linny said, "we want to have a fashion show for Myrtle and Noodle."
"You're going to dress up a turtle?" I replied. "Don't you think that's going to be kind of hard? Besides, where are you going to find turtle-size clothes?"
"Well, that's one of our problems," said Linny. "The other one is that we can't find Noodle. And we do have clothes for him. He fits into Sari's old baby clothes."
"Really?" I said.
"Yeah. For my pet show last summer, he
wore this little sundress and a bonnet and two pairs of socks."
I giggled. "Maybe Noodle was embarrassed and now he's hiding so you won't be able to do that to him again."
"Maybe ..." said Linny doubtfully, not seeing anything funny about that.
My eyes drifted across the yard and over a low stone wall in search of Noodle. They landed in the yard next door - on one of the girls I had noticed at the bus stop. She looked like a short version of Shannon. She was sitting in the sun filing her nails and listening to a tape deck.
I nudged Linny. "Hey," I whispered, pointing to the girl. "Who's that?"
Linny looked across the yard. "That's Tiffany Kilbourne."
'Tiffany," I repeated. "She must be Shannon's sister."
"Yeah," said Linny. "She is. You know what? Sometimes Shannon baby-sits for us."
"She does?" I asked in surprise. "Do you like her?"
"Sure. She's neat."
"You know," I said, "I don't know too many people around here. Tell me who your neighbors are."
"Okay." Linny plopped to the ground, and
I joined him. Not far away, Hannie was playing "This Little Piggy" with Sari.
"Shannon and Tiffany have another sister, Maria. She's eight, like me. They all go to Stoneybrook Day School. But Hannie and I go to Stoneybrook Academy."
"Oh," I said. "Right. So does Karen. She and Hannie are in the same class."
"Yeah," agreed Linny with a smile. I could tell he was proud that I'd given him the responsibility of telling me about the neighborhood.
"Next door to the Kilbournes," he went on, pointing to the yard two houses away, "are the Delaneys. And they are - "
"Awful," Hannie supplied. She'd stopped wiggling Sari's toes and was listening to Linny and me.
"Really?" I asked. I'd met Amanda. She hadn't seemed too bad. "How are they awful?"
"Well, there are two of them," said Linny.
"Amanda and Max," Hannie added, making a horrible face.
"They're our ages." Linny pointed to himself and Hannie. "Amanda's eight and Max is six."
"But we never, ever play with them," said Hannie. "Because they are mean and nasty
and spoiled. And bossy. Mostly bossy."
"Wow," I exclaimed. I'd never heard Hannie get so worked up. I was about to ask them some more about the Delaneys when Shannon Kilbourne came out of her house and joined Tiffany in the yard. I know she'd seen me, but she pretended she hadn't. At first. After a few minutes, though, she began to stare at me.
How rude.
"Come on, you guys. Let's go inside," I said. "Maybe Noodle's there. We better find him."
Since Linny and Hannie are endlessly agreeable, they followed me into the house. I carried Sari on my hip.
"Noooo-dle!" Hannie called.
"Noooo-dle!" Linny called.
"Noooo-noo!" Sari called.
We hadn't gotten further than the living room when the phone rang. "I'll get it," I said. "You guys keep looking for Noodle."
I ran into the kitchen and picked up the phone. "Hello, Papadakis residence."
"Hello? Is that you, Kristy?"
The voice was vaguely familiar, but I couldn't quite place it. "Yes. This is Kristy. . . . Who's this?"
"It's Shannon Kilbourne next door. Listen, there's smoke coming out of the upstairs windows
at the Papadakises'. The house is on fire!"
I felt my stomach turn to ice. My knees buckled. This was the one thing I feared most when I was baby-sitting. A fire. But I had to stay calm. Don't panic, I told myself.
"Call the fire department!" I yelled at Shannon. Then I slammed down the phone and raced into the living room. I was hoping desperately that I would find all three kids together where I had left them.
But the only one there was Sari, sucking on one of her fingers. I scooped her up. From the other end of the house, I could hear Linny and Hannie calling for Noodle. I raced through the living room, a hallway, the library, and onto the sunporch. Thank goodness. There they were.
"Hannie, Linny," I said breathlessly, "I want you to pay very close attention to me. The house is on fire. We have to get out. There's no time to try to take stuff with us. Is there a way off the sunporch?"
"No," replied Linny. "It's not a real porch."
"We have to get Myrtle and Noodle!" Hannie cried, already sounding panicked.