I’d overslept, and I was supposed to make the cookies for after the recital. Once I got up, I started them right away, but then found I was almost out of sugar. Calculating the time to get to the store and back, I decided to just go borrow some from Nelly. But Nelly wasn’t home.
I should have just gone to Mrs. Brent, but she likes to talk, and I was already behind. So, between being rude, or breaking into Nelly’s house I chose the break in. I knew Nelly always left the cellar window open for the cat. Figured I could just squeeze in and get the sugar. Nelly would think it was funny!
So, I got in fine, but of course it was dark down there. I had to get to the steps on the other side, in the dark. I kept running into things and since nobody was home, I wasn’t really trying to be quiet, just to not break my legs.
Well, Nelly actually was home. Her car’s in the shop. When she heard someone in her cellar, she ran over to our house and called the police.
By the time I got upstairs, and got the sugar, the police came in and arrested me! They were walking me out the front door when Nelly arrived, and we sorted it out and they let me go.
But the local news had already arrived. They’d been coming back from downtown and followed the police car. They’d taken a picture just as we came out the door, then they thought the story was a hoot. So, see? That’s how I got on the local news for stealing sugar.
“Explain it to me one more time,” Ted said, laughing and holding up his phone, “I need to tape this!"