Luann by Greg Evans and Karen Evans for August 17, 2006
Transcript:
"I thought you were on shift at the fire station!" "It got changed. I thought you were staying at Bernice's." "Mom and Dad let me stay here alone. I told 'em nothing would go wrong." "I see. So what's with the bandage?" "And how come it smells all smoky in here?" "OK, I hurt my wrist. And burned something. And broke a couple lamps. And a chair. But otherwise, everything's fine!"
At least they know now that if there really was an intruder, she wouldn’t panic.