When Jo came back from the play, she started looking for her notebook. With panic in her voice, she asked if anyone had seen it. Beth? Meg? Amy? Do you know where it is? The blue one, with all my stories in it?
Everyone shook their heads, but Amy blushed a guilty red. Amy, you’ve got it! Cried Jo.
No I haven’t. I burned it. Burned!
The whole family knew how precious the book was. Jo had worked on it for month, hoping some of the stories might even good enough to print.
Jo shook Amy till her teach chattered together, crying passionately, You wicked girl! I can never forgive you!
Beth flew to comfort Jo while Meg scolded Amy.