Dearest Kitty, My hand's still shaking, though it's been two hours since we had the scare. I should explain that there are five fire extinguishers in the building. The office staff stupidly forgot to warn us that the carpenter, or whatever he's called, was coming to fill the extinguishers.
I immediately assumed it was the carpenter and went to warn Bep, who was eating lunch, that she couldn't go back down stairs.
Why did't anybody from the office tell us before?
Bep, Bep, the carpenter is here, I came here to tell you to not go downstairs.
Father and I stationed our selves at the door so we could hear when the man had left.
After working for about fifteen minutes, he laid his hammer and some other tools on our bookcase (or so we thought!) and banged on our door.
Open up, it's me.
Just when I thought my days were numbered, we heard Mr. Kleiman's voice saying,Open up, it's me.
We opened the door at once. What hadhappened?The hook fastening the bookcase had gotten stuck,which is why no one had been able to warn us about the carpenter. After the man had left, Mr. Kleiman came to get Bep, but couldn't open the bookcase. I can't tell you how relieved I was