Ramona Forever
“She trudged to the school bus, plodded through the halls at school, and clumped home from the bus after school. The house felt lonely when she let herself in, so she turned on the television set for company. She sat on the couch and stared at one of the senseless soap operas Mrs. Kemp watched. They were all about rich people—none of them looking like Howie’s Uncle Hobart—who accused other people of doing something terrible; Ramona didn’t understand exactly what, but it all was boring, boring, boring.
Beezus came home, left her books in her room, and probably hung up her jacket instead of throwing it on her bed. She then went to the basement door, her back saying silently to Ramona, You didn’t let Picky-picky out. Ramona realized she had not let the cat out because she had not heard him meow.
When Beezus opened the door, no cat came out to investigate his dish. Beezus snapped on the basement light and descended the steps.
That’s funny, thought Ramona.
“Ramona!” screamed Beezus.
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