June 3

Carrie had a funny story to tell Collette when she arrived at the house that morning. It pretty much went down like this:
Frances took the dog outside Monday night when he came running back inside after accidentally stepping on a slug.
“Rose, I just stepped on a snail that didn’t have its shell on! I think I might have killed it! Hurry!”
When Rose arrived on the scene, there was carnage everywhere. But she was laughing pretty hard at Frances’ mistake.
Meanwhile, Puck marched around with Joe’s watch and tried to infiltrate his wallet, before Collette took it away.
The rest of the morning and early afternoon, Collette joined Carrie and Rose on a clothes shopping excursion, until Carrie couldn’t take it anymore.
“Just get it and go,” she commanded Rose. “I’ve had enough.”
On the way out, they bought pretzels: buy three, get one free, and a slushie for Collette and Rose.
“I get two pretzels,” said Carrie. “Because you guys get slushies.”
“If Frances doesn’t take it,” said Collette.
“He won’t get it,” said Carrie. “Those puppy dog eyes don’t work on me.”
Later that evening, Collette joined Mom, Frances, and Linnea at the ball park to work the concession stand by figuring change. For two hours, she watched over nachos, pretzels, and hot dogs, and the slow-approaching storm in the west pushing in above the game.
“It’s like playing store,” said Mom.
Frances and Sleepy grilled the hot dogs and cheeseburger hot dogs outside the concession stand. Between grillings, they chased each other around the little building, watched Linnea at the play ground, and explored the creek over the bank.
“Tornado watch till two a.m.,” Collette heard one of the umpires say.
By eight o’clock, it was time for the next shift, and Collette headed off into the gold and deep blue clouds of a Tuesday evening.