“I sent it! I sent it!” squealed Abby as she flew through the front door, carelessly dropping her backpack and hoodie on the foyer floor.
“What’s all the commotion?” queried grandma as she stuck her head out of the kitchen, where heavenly aromas were threatening to engulf the entire house.
Pausing to catch her breath, Abby sniffed the air exclaiming “Whatcha making, grams?”
“Your favorite…monster cookies!” grandma replied, having returned to making magic as only she knew how.
Joining her grandmother, Abby explained. “Remember the lotion you brewed that made my zits worse? “
“I sent it to Victoria from…