I'm in for it, Isabella thought, as she watched Aunt Tallulah fumble with the front door lock. The minute she sees those birds, I'm going to have a lot of explaining to do.
"Hurry up," Anna grumbled. "It's cold out here."
"Well, maybe next time you'll wear a coat that reaches beyond your breasts." Aunt Tallulah said sharply.
The door swung open. Isabella's heart skipped a beat when her aunt snapped open the light.
Isabella was absolutely stricken at the sight of the mahogany gaming table.
The birds and the brass cage were gone. In their place, the thief had left a book.
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