We weren’t there and we didn’t see it but Old Auntie Lillie’s place suddenly had the guts ripped out of it. At the front the house still had the same lovely old face but the back part, the little porch, the kitchen, the bathroom, the laundry―gone!
We couldn’t believe our eyes. Zev’s hair stood up even more on end.
Who was going to live in 45?
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