FIFTY NINE-- GROUNDED, BUT ON WHAT GROUNDS?

Well, we got home, quite all right- Miranda and I, only to meet a very affectionate mother, and well, a Peter with a face so expressionless. "My babies, where have you been? Come have dinner. You must be awfully tired" she said sweetly. I was so uncomfortable because I expected her to be very mad at us. Nevertheless, we ate dinner together. Guess what happened after dinner? No, you didn't guess right. (Or did you?) Mrs Harley locked us up! We were grounded! She did say she'd ground us if we disobeyed her rules one more time. Her daughter hadn't taken her seriously. There was no way Wild Mira would 'have dangerous fun' anymore. Instead of apologizing and feeling remorseful, she yelled and cried and hit the door and did silly things. The 'house arrest' shook her so much that she would not eat anything and just sat in the wardrobe all day. Well, I went out to have lunch the next day without her. What was I do? She'd not even let me talk to her. I had even skipped breakfast to show so