Genre: Upper Middle Grade
Word Count: 54,000
After receiving a mysterious inheritance, thirteen year-old Marnie learns life as a teenage heiress is one mixed bag of crazy in CAN’T BUY ME LOVE.
Is it totally wrong to be jealous of someone else’s coffin? I mean, it’s not like I have a death wish or anything but my great-aunt’s casket is seriously blinged out. It has actual diamonds in the handles. When my time’s up, I definitely wouldn’t mind flaming out movie-star-style, like Aunt Glinda.
Maybe if I’d ever laid eyes on her (or at least the casket I assume she’s inside) even once in the last thirteen years, I might be a little more into paying my respects instead of calculating carats, but until two days ago, I didn’t even know I had an Aunt Glinda.
“Marnie, please move it along,” hisses Mom, under her breath.
Whoops! I realize I’ve been standing over Aunt Glinda’s casket for like two whole minutes and there’s a line of people backed up behind me.
“Sorry,” I whisper and speed walk back to our pew.
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Brittany Howard · September 7, 2012 at 7:52 pm
*Pops out of coffin*
You just thought Aunt Glinda was in here!
PEW! PEW! PEW! PEW!
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