4

After dinner Bertie found Granny in the basement, throwing darts.

“Aren’t you supposed to be knitting in a rocking chair or something?” Bertie kidded.

“I’m saving that stuff for when I get old,” said Granny. “How’s the gang coming?”

Bertie slumped onto the bottom basement step. “Terrible. I had a fight with Damaris. She’s not allowed to join. Nobody joined, except two.”