Nancy and Plum

''Big snowflakes fluttered slowly through the air like white feathers and made all of Heavenly Valley smooth and white and quiet and beautiful''

So here we are on Christmas Eve, locked up in rotten Mrs Monday''s boarding house with no presents and no Christmas dinner, while all the other children have gone home for the holidays. I''m Nancy, by the way, and this is my sister Plum. Luckily, we''re b...