Jo crept along to Grandma's room. She edged the door open and peeped inside. On the bedside table stood the package. Jo held her breath and walked to the table. The package was like a magnet. It seemed to draw her in. She had to know what was inside. She picks it up and feels the shape. In her mind she sees a thin necklace of pink cowrie shells. She knows it is wrong but it is too tempting. The paper at the edge of the package is loose. Her fingers itch. Jo crept along to Grandma's room. She edged the door open and peeped inside. On the bedside table stood the package. Jo held her breath and walked to the table. The package was like a magnet. It seemed to draw her in. She had to know what was inside. She picks it up and feels the shape. In her mind she sees a thin necklace of pink cowrie shells. She knows it is wrong but it is too tempting. The paper at the edge of the package is loose. Her fingers itch.