“I killed a snake!” Shelby told us. “A big snake!”
“Really?” I asked. “All by yourself?”
“Yes!” Shelby assured me. “Kill, kill, kill!” She stomped her feet, and sparks flew from her shoes. Then she ran off, chasing her friends.
“That girl has a future,” Sadie said. “Reminds me of myself when I was young.”
I shuddered. What a disturbing thought