Dan looked concerned. “I think we might have to sell some of Grace’s jewelry so we can afford snapper again.” All at once, Amy let out a little gasp and grabbed his arm. “Okay, fine,” Dan began. “Keep her necklace—” “No, look. There’s a library in the basement! A Mozart library!” “Amy, don’t do this to me! The antidote for boring isn’t to find something even boringer!”
