Chapter 3 Amy’s crime
One morning, Meg came down to find Amy sobbing her heart out over the kitchen table.
''I’m dreadfully in debt'', Amy wept.'' What do you mean?'' asked Meg.
Amy sniffed.'' I owe a dozen pickled limes at school. They’re all the fashion. The girls keep buying them and I cat theirs and now I must pay them back, but I don’t have any money.''
''How much do you need?'' said Meg, opening her purse.