Completely Spotless Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

She had made sure everything was beautiful and ready, which it was, and now there was nothing else for her to do but sit back and enjoy the party. She wasn't even in charge of cleaning up. As she watched a guest spill pate on one of the pristine table clothes, she was almost giddy that it wasn't her problem. Not tonight. As Madelyn's official Wedding Liaison, Delores had to give the job of cleaning up to someone else. It just wouldn't be seemly otherwise. For once, Delores's need to appear perfect in public worked in Ella's favor rather than against. Soft music floated through the air from a string quartet. The big glass reception hall doors were open to the carefully landscaped courtyard, a

Room 218 was empty except for one thing: a child's desk. Pink. Plastic. The kind with a lift-top lid and a compartment inside for pencils and secrets. I sat on the small chair. Knees up. Ridiculous. But I didn't move to the floor. The desk was the point. The size was the point. Opened the lid. Inside: a notebook. Spiral-bound. Hello Kitty on the cover. Faded. Taped at the corners where it had torn.