“Mr. Jones had just started her on scraping the bottom when he came around the bow and stopped short. He shook his head in disbelief. “How did you manage to get so filthy so fast?” he said. “Didn’t I tell… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
“Why, it’s hotter than Hades in here,” said Miss Lizzie. She went right over and threw the window open. “No wonder he’s lookin’ so… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
“Denny leaned back in her chair. She put her hands together and rested her chin on them. Then she glanced at Spence out of… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
“Well, then,” said Mr. Jones. “Denise, what do you say you and I go get some mussels?” Denny eyed him skeptically. She didn’t particularly… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
“We’ll fix it before then,” said Denny. “Don’t worry.” Mr. Jones didn’t look convinced. “If it wasn’t for this dumb leg,” he shouted, “I’d… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
“Get a dog biscuit out of that cabinet there,” Mr. Jones told Denny. Denny found a box of Milk-Bones and took one out. Mr.… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
“The Jeep was parked at the beginning of the causeway when Denny got off the bus. She ignored it and started toward the island.… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
“Denny had been a little skeptical of her mother's fix-it ideas ever since the night her mother had fixed the shower head drip by… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
“Spence beached the boat and strutted up to where Denny and Mr. Jones were working. He stared at Denny and smiled. “You got enough… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
“So what do we do, dress up like orderlies and sneak him out in the laundry cart?” “Something like that.” “Oh, c’mon, Spence, that… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
“When two figures emerged, Denny winced. What on earth was Mr. Jones doing with that loser? Marty was trotting happily alongside the pair. “Some… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
“Mr. Jones had just started her on scraping the bottom when he came around the bow and stopped short. He shook his head in… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
“Mr. Jones’s eyes were closed. His head was bandaged like a mummy’s and tubes came out of his arm, connecting him to a number… — Jackie French Koller Copy Share Image
