CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 8
The kids carried their skis across Bridge Lane and into the supermarket.
The store was almost empty on this snowy Sunday afternoon.
"Look," Dink said, pointing to a small sign taped to the lottery machine: Closed For The Storm. See You Tomorrow.
Just then a teenager walked by. He was carrying a broom and a dustpan.
The name tag on his shirt said ERIC. "Cool pooch," he said, smiling at Pal.
"Do you know if Dot is still here?" Ruth Rose asked.
"Nope," the kid said. "She
