“OK, COME IN,” Doodlebug Pinkley said begrudgingly. Doodlebug’s best friend, Bog, stood beside him looking as glum as Doodlebug did.
“¡Gracias!” said Hazel, Bog’s little cousin, proudly using the Spanish word for thank you. She tromped into the Lodge, followed by Doodlebug’s sister, Dandelion, and another kid.
The Lodge, once an old toolshed, sat in Bog’s backyard, which was right next to the Pinkleys’ backyard. The Lodge Brothers usually
