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"Why not?" Polly echoed

"Um, well" I looked around wildly "The sink! It’s out of co water Beside the fact that"

Leo had grabbed some tool, disappeared under the sink for thirty seconds, popped back up, and turned on the faucet

"Right Well--"

"You need strawberries, right?" Leo said, lifting a s the world’s sweetest, juiciest, ar strawberries into a bowl

"So, pie?" Polly asked, bouncing a little as she clapped her hands

Oh, for Pete’s sake

"So, pie," I said, squashing ht reflex

Leo’s phone rang and he raised his eyebrows

"Sure, go ahead," I answered, cli It barely hurt

Leo had gone into another room, so I asked Polly, "Where does your--" Good lord, I can’t call hi bowls?" She was only too happy to showon the countertop: bags of flour and sugar,board, andknife I decided to start with the crust, and put Polly to work

"You kno to ed a step stool over to the counter

"I know fractions" She didn’t say duh, but it was iht" I h, for not rolling her eyes

"Can you handtoward the hooks by the back door

There was indeed a se apron All that was needed was a medium-sized apron to make it the perfect Three Little Bears house

I li after a couple of steps that I didn’t need to li soda had really done the trick Since Polly atching me, I turned the limp into a little sashay

"Do you always dance when you bake pies?" she asked

"You don’t?" I asked her right back, deadpan

"I’ve never baked before" She thought a rinned and handed her the apron "Okay, here’s e’re going to do I’ll tell you what goes into the bowl, and you can measure I’ll cut up the butter since the knife is very, very sharp, but you can add it in e’re ready Deal?"