Duck the Halls: a Meg Langslow Mystery (Meg Langslow Mysteries)
“Soon, but not tonight. And perhaps they weren’t sleepy enough, given all the napping they’d done during the day to allow them to stay up for the concert. But once we were sure the boys were asleep, we assigned Rose Noire to keep an eye on them, and Michael and I retreated to the library to wrap presents.
It was going a lot slower than usual, thanks to my still wonky shoulder—in fact, half the time it was Michael doing the wrapping with me providing sage advice and an occasional finger to hold a ribbon in place.
As we wrapped, I told Michael about what I’d overheard after the concert.
“So we know who the pranksters are,” he said.
“One set of pranksters,” I said. “They didn’t do the duck prank.”
“Maybe,” he said. “Or maybe they just didn’t both do it.”
“Michael, they both denied it. Strenuously. And they had no idea anyone was listening.”
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