The wolf, a little out of breath from running, arrived at Grandma's
and knocked lightly at the door.
"Oh thank goodness dear! Come in, come in! I was worried sick
that something had happened to you in the forest," said Grandma
thinking that the knock was her granddaughter.
The wolf let himself in. Poor Granny did not have time to say
another word, before the wolf gobbled her up!
A few minutes later, Red Riding Hood knocked on the door. The
wolf jumped into bed and pulled the covers over his nose.
"Who is it?" he called in a crackly voice.
"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood."
"Oh how lovely! Do come in, my dear," croaked the wolf.