Mission accomplished.—An hour later the rain had stopped.
My grandmother came home. The
second she walked in, Koko called
out to her.
“Frances! Thank God you’re
here. There’s something in the
house.”
“What was it?”
“I don’t know, but I could hear
it, and there was a smell.”
My gran started sniffing the air.
“Dear Lord! Yes, I can smell it, too.
Is it a rat? Did something die? It’s