The scream and clatter of dishes brought Diana to the kitchen. She
halted at the door as the cook barreled out, shouting, “Get them
out! Out!”
Diana walked into the room to see her daughters
looking guiltily at her. Her question died on her lips when she
spotted half a dozen little green tree frogs sitting and jumping
about on the table. She had never seen the like outside of picture
books. “Where did these come from?”
“I brought them!”
Zaree eagerly replied to her adopted mother's interest. “Aren't
they ever so nice?!”
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