Formatting Your Manuscript
Willow Stream - Chapter 10 (deal with page #)
walked steadily forward brandishing a box of chocolates and a pint of sour milk.
"It was you behind the potted palm," she said. "I suspected as much, you vile destroyer of innocent plants. Why, what’s this? A journal? I wonder what it says?" She opened the journal and together, they read.
Dear Diary: Today I went to the store and bought six tweezers which I know shall only disappear quite mysteriously. I shall go mad, if this continues. Positively potty.
"Evil is afoot," she said. Yes. evil of a sort only the tweezer deprived can imagine. Rain poured down outside. Torrents of water, falling like rain.
Keep going until 1 inch from the bottom.