If it was possible for Flora to be upset, she was. Tears and snot dripping from her face, she hastily lifted her arm to wipe them away from her sleeve—an ill-advised move she'd probably regret when seeing the stains later.
"You're so mean, Mr. Fudge. I'm ashamed to know you," she hiccuped through her tears before turning on her feet to take off in the other direction through a crowd of rowdy adults.
"You're so mean, Mr. Fudge. I'm ashamed to know you," she hiccuped through her tears before turning on her feet to take off in the other direction through a crowd of rowdy adults.
