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Iwas scared of that woman, that’s why.
    All of a sudden, I heard a teeny voice.
    “Peep!” it said. “Peep, peep, peep!”
    It was Lucille.
    Me and that Grace giggled out loud at her.
    “Peep,” said that Grace.
    “Peep,” I said.
    Peep
, said Philip Johnny Bob.
    Then pretty soon, all of us were peeping all over the place.
    “Peep, peep, peep,
peep
. Peep, peep, peep,
peep
.”
    Lucille kept on peeping louder and louder and louder.
    “PEEP! PEEP! PEEP!” she said.
    Also, she was giggling very hard.
    Finally, me and that Grace sat up in our sleeping bags. We stared at that girl.
    “Lucille is peeping out of control,” said that Grace.
    “Maybe she is overly tired,” I said. “Overly tired makes your brain go silly.”
    “PEEP!” said Lucille. “PEEP! PEEP! PEEP! PEEP! PEEP!”
    Just then, Lucille’s nanna opened the door again.
    “SILENCE!” she yelled real scary.
    Shivers came on my skin.
    Then all of us quick crawled under our covers again.
    And we closed our eyes.
    And we didn’t say another peep.

8 / Morning
    Morning came very early.
    It was still dark outside.
    I jiggled Lucille and that Grace.
    “I’m hungry,” I said. “Are you guys hungry. I am really,
really
hungry.”
    I shook them some more.
    “Let’s eat. You wanna eat? I really,
really
wanna eat.”
    Finally, Lucille and that Grace yawned and stretched.
    Then all of us put on our bathrobes andour slippers. And we went down the hall to get the nanna for breakfast.
    Lucille shaked her real gentle.
    “Wake up, Nanna,” she whispered.
    “Wake up, Nanna,” said that Grace.
    “Wake up, Nanna,” I said.
    The nanna did a snore.
    That’s how come we had to pull her up by her arms. And we turned a bright light in her face.
    The nanna yawned real big.
    It was not pleasant.
    After that, she got her robe and slippers. And she went downstairs with us.
    We sat at the long dining room table again.
    The nanna passed out cereal bowls.

    “Oh, Nanna! These are the brand-new china bowls you bought in France!These are my favorites!” said Lucille.
    All of a sudden, I felt a knot in my stomach again.
    I tapped on the nanna’s hand.
    “Yeah, only here’s the problem. I think I would like to have a plastic cereal bowl.’Cause plastic is more my style.”
    The nanna rolled her eyes way up at the ceiling. I looked up there, too. But I didn’t see anything.

    “I don’t
own
any plastic cereal bowls,” she said.
    After that, she brought in the orange juice. And she poured it into teeny crystal glasses.
    I got down from my chair.
    “Yeah, only guess what? I think I will just stand here and not eat. Or else I might spill something again,” I said.
    The nanna looked and looked at me.
    Then she went into the kitchen and she brought me back a banana.
    “Here. Try this,” she said kind of nicer.
    I did a smile.
    Then I ate my banana very careful.
    And I didn’t spill a drop.
    Mother picked me up at nine o’clock.
    She came into the nanna’s big, beautiful house to get me.
    “My! What a lovely home you have here,” she said to the nanna.
    Then Mother walked to the big bowl of beautiful flowers. And she tried to smell those lovely things.
    “NO! DON’T! THEY ARE JUST FOR SHOW PROBABLY!” I hollered.
    After that, I said good-bye to my friends. And I thanked the nanna. And I quick pulled Mother out of that house. Or else she might break something, that’s why.
    I runned down the steps and got in my car. Then I rubbed my hand on the backseat.
    It was not as soft as the nanna’s backseat.
    I smiled very relieved.
    “It’s good to be back,” I said.
    Mother drove down the long driveway.
    My stomach growled real loud.
    “Guess what? My tummy is still hungry for breakfast. ’Cause I didn’t actually eat much this morning,” I said.
    Mother laughed.
    “I swear, Junie B. Your stomach is a bottomless pit,” she said.
    Just then, another great idea popped into my head!
    “Mother! Hey, Mother! Maybe you and me can stop at Grandma Miller’s