The Trouble with Goats and Sheep

by Joanna Cannon

“We’re going undercover.” I carved my name in it with the edge of a spoon. “Are we?” said Tilly. “How exciting.” “And how do you propose to do that?” Mrs. Morton leaned over and pushed the bowl a little nearer to Tilly. “We’ll be doing our Brownie badges,” I said. Tilly looked up and frowned. “We’re not in the Brownies, Gracie. You said it wasn’t our cup of tea.” “We’re going to be temporary Brownies,” I said. “Ones who are more casual.”