Pop Goes the Bubble Trouble
CHAPTER ONE Cleanup on Aisle Nine
I turn around just in time to see an orange tumble off the tippy-top of the orange pile and sploosh all over the floor.
That’s the third one in two minutes!
Mom and I are at the grocery store—one of the best places in the world. Obviously. Who doesn’t love food?
But something keeps knocking the fruit over. And it’s not me! I pinkie swear!
Just in case, I steer extra clear of the bananas.
Across the aisle, two peaches splatter to the floor like juicy yellow fruit bombs. And that’s when I see him, sitting on top of the peaches like a little purple monkey with antlers.
“Posey!” I whisper loudly. “What are you doing up there?”
“Shopping!” he shouts with a big sticky grin.