Little Red Riding Hood headed down the woodland path, a basket of cupcakes in one hand and a bunch of flowers in the other.
It would be her first visit to Granny’s for a while, and she hoped everything was okay. After all, it wasn’t long since their scary incident with the Big Bad Wolf.
If it hadn’t been for that nice man, Mr. Woodcutter, Little Red Riding Hood hated to think what might have happened.
She felt guilty too. Anyone else would probably have realized what the Big Bad Wolf was up to. But she hadn’t, and Granny had almost paid a terrible price for her mistake.
Little Red Riding Hood sighed and told herself to be a lot more careful in the future.
“Who’s that?” Granny called out when Little Red Riding Hood knocked on the cottage door. “You’ll have to show me some ID!”
“It’s all right, Granny,” said Little Red Riding Hood. “It’s me!”
Granny was pleased to see her and gave her a big hug and kiss.
“How are you?” asked Granny. “Is everything okay at school?”
“I’m fine,” said Little Red Riding Hood. “But how are you?”
“Oh, I’m all right,” said Granny. “Although I have to admit I do sometimes get a bit lonely out here.”
“Lonely?” said Little Red Riding Hood.
“Did I say lonely?” laughed Granny. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’m all right. Mmm, these cupcakes are delicious, aren’t they?”