“Emily stopped beside her. I’m inside the picture, Emily told herself. But it was hard to believe. The painted playhouse stood before her. It seemed solid and real. It seemed as solid and real as the one she had broken into. But here the blue and white paint was fresh. No padlock held the door shut. The front window was unbroken. Emily peeked inside. These walls were covered with trees, too. The trunks were like bars on a cage. Was Pin in this picture? Was she inside the cage of trees? If she wa...s, Emily didn’t want to meet her. She had a feeling that one Pin was enough. She turned back to the Pin beside her. “I left my little brother,” she said. “He’s picking flowers. I can’t stay.” It was true. She had left Logan alone too long. What if he wandered off and got lost? “You can’t go!” Pin spoke so sharply that Emily jerked. “Why not?” she asked. “Because …” Pin glared. Was she angry? Or was she just determined to get her way? “Because you’ve got to have a picnic with me first.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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