C10 CHAPTER TEN

She says it’s chocolate pudding,” Ophelia said, “but don’t believe her. She’s a lying liar who lies.”

Annabelle stuck the black tamper back into the blender’s top and turned on the noisy thing.

“Geez, Annabelle, you might want to wait until people are awake,” Ophelia shouted over the noise.

Annabelle stopped the blender. “What time is it?”

“It’s like six a.m