Where...was the book?

Blink. Blink.

Hands empty in front of her, she turned around in a circle. "Who did that? Who took it?" HMM? She was just teaching a kid a lesson and--

What...they thought SHE had it? If she did she'd be reading it, DUH.

Why...was this child staring at her. Beverly did not like redheads from experience, and while she wasn't biased...this child wasn't getting on her good side right now.

"What are you staring at, you creepy little twig." Attention was a big NO. So stop drawing it towards her.