...r as it would go, then released. The necklace went sailing, way far, all the way over the houses on the opposite side of the street. There was no way it would stay intact after a launch like that. Perhaps the bird was trying to fly.
That'll do, dove, that'll do, Frida thought with a smile. She stood up and was headed down the hall and downstairs to the kitchen for a glass of water. Then, she decided, it would be off to Manny's. She really just needed someone she could talk to right now.
Suddenly, however, she saw a shadow coming up the stairwell. At the top of the stairwell, her father came walking up. She instantly felt uneasiness prickling in her back.
"Oh. Frida," he said, noticing her. "You're up. That's great!"
"…H-Hi, Papa," she greeted nervously.
"And you're talking again! Oh, thank goodness. You know it breaks your Papa's heart not to hear your sweet, melodious voice-"
"Uh, Dad, sorry to interrupt, but why are you back here? I thought you and Mom would be gone for the night."
"Well…you see…" he tried to explain, suddenly looking rather uncomfortable, "Your mother set aside a…present for us tonight, and she forgot to hide it. And now it seems it's been misplaced-"
"If she forgot to hide it, then why'd she send you?" Frida questioned, trying to bide her ...