’Big snowflakes fluttered slowly through the air like white feathers and made all of Heavenly Valley smooth and white and quiet and beautiful’
So here we are on Christmas Eve, locked up in rotten Mrs Monday’s boarding house with no presents and no Christmas dinner, while all the other children have gone home for the holidays. I’m Nancy, by the way, and this is my sister Plum. Luckily, we’re both pretty good at making up stories about the adventures and pretty dresses that we’d like to have, and that helps us put up with Mrs Monday and her awful niece Marybelle. But one day, we’re going to escape, and maybe we’ll find a nice home and a family all of our own. Wouldn’t that be just wonderful?