The Indian Burial Ground Mystery
“The girls had decided to ride their bikes to and from work each day, so Mrs. Belden wouldn’t have to drive them. But Trixie missed Honey this morning, and had to ride her bike to town alone. She didn’t catch up with her friend until 10 o’clock, when they were already on their rounds.
“Honey,” she said in a loud whisper as they passed each other, “I have to talk to you!”
Both Trixie and Honey were pushing book carts through the hall. Part of their job as candy stripers was to bring the little “l...ibraries on wheels” to each patient. There were magazines, newspapers, and paperback books to choose from.
“I can’t stop now,” Honey said softly. “Is it important?”
“Of course it’s important,” Trixie said. “But I suppose I can tell you later.”
“I’ll meet you at 1 o’clock,” Honey said, beginning to push her cart again. “I hope that’s okay. It’s just that there are so many floors in this hospital.”
“I know,” Trixie replied with a smile. “I guess the patients are glad to see us, because they all like to chat and then take hours to pick out a book.”MoreLess
“Honey,” she said in a loud whisper as they passed each other, “I have to talk to you!”
Both Trixie and Honey were pushing book carts through the hall. Part of their job as candy stripers was to bring the little “l...ibraries on wheels” to each patient. There were magazines, newspapers, and paperback books to choose from.
“I can’t stop now,” Honey said softly. “Is it important?”
“Of course it’s important,” Trixie said. “But I suppose I can tell you later.”
“I’ll meet you at 1 o’clock,” Honey said, beginning to push her cart again. “I hope that’s okay. It’s just that there are so many floors in this hospital.”
“I know,” Trixie replied with a smile. “I guess the patients are glad to see us, because they all like to chat and then take hours to pick out a book.”MoreLess
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