Читать книгу Amelia Fang and the Memory Thief - Laura Ellen Anderson - Страница 8

But the little pumpkin leapt forward and landed on Amelia’s lap – slap-bang in the pile of goblin slime.

‘Uh-oh!’ cried Amelia. ‘You just sat in the glue . . .’

Squashy tried to pa-doing

out of her lap, but he

was firmly stuck.