Ellery was going to visit Grandma Vi and said in anticipation, "Mom, you know what I like about going to Grandma's house?"
"No, what?" I replied.
Ellery's eyes looked dreamily off in the distance and her voice took on a tone of wonderment as if she were anticipating a trip to Fairyland. "She never makes me clean!" she marveled. "I always make a mess and I never have to clean it up!"
We were on our way to Bixby's faraway birthday party. Ellery was already disconsolate due to receiving four shots the previous day. After we'd been driving for almost an hour, she asked her sister woefully, "Liz? Are we in the middle of nowhere?"