The Problem Child (The Sisters Grimm, Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

bubbling and black.
    "How did you get in here?" Sabrina asked.
    The little girl in red giggled.
    Suddenly, Henry and Veronica materialized in the seats next to Sabrina. They looked terrified and worried. "Sabrina, you have to save us," her father said. "You're our only hope," her mother cried. "But I'm just a little girl," Sabrina protested. Just then the shrill cry of an unhappy infant filled the room.
    "You've woken the baby!" the little girl wailed.
    The Jabberwocky tossed the table aside, sending the tea set smashing to the floor. The creature leaped forward and wrapped its huge talons around Sabrina's neck.
    And then Sabrina woke up. The Jabberwocky, the girl in red, and her mom and dad were gone. She sat silently for a moment struggling to calm her breathing.
    She glanced down at the journals in front of her, noticing that her grandfather's journal was flipped open. There was something very small written at the bottom of one of the pages and Sabrina had to strain to read it.
    * * *
    Ferryport Landing Asylum Patient List --
    The Mad Hatter -- diagnosis: schizophrenia Chicken Little -- diagnosis:panic attacks Hansel -- diagnosis:eating disorder (outpatient) The White Rabbit -- diagnosis: OCD (obsessive-compulsive disorder, outpatient) The Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe -- diagnosis:exhaustion (outpatient)
    Ichabod Crane -- diagnosis: night terrors (outpatient)
    Little Red Riding Hood -- diagnosis:psychosis with delusions and hallucinations, homicidal tendencies
    * * *
    Sabrina's heart rose up into her throat when she saw the last name on the list. The little girl in the red cloak who had taken her parents was Little Red Riding Hood! Now that it was right in front of her, she felt stupid.
    How could I not figure that out?
    But how could she? She'd read the story many times. Little Red Riding Hood was one of the good guys. She wasn't evil. She was a victim. Why would she kidnap Henry and Veronica Grimm?
    And then it dawned on her. All the rooms she had seen in the abandoned building she and Puck had been transported to had been hospital rooms. It was the Ferryport Landing Asylum.
    She leaped from her chair and hurried through the house, back up the steps, and down the hall to Granny's room. She did her best to open the door without causing it to creak and found her sister sound asleep next to their grandmother. Sabrina rushed to her side and gently shook the little girl awake.
    "What's wrong?" Daphne whispered as she rubbed the sleep from the corners of her eyes.
    "You were mad at me for not including you when I went to get Mom and Dad, right?" Sabrina said.
    Her little sister nodded.
    "Then get up. We've got some work to do."

Chapter 3
    "You promised Granny you wouldn't go back to that place!" Daphne said as the girls rushed down the hallway.
    "No, you promised," Sabrina said.
    The little girl stepped in front of her sister and crossed her arms defiantly. "I won't let you go!"
    "Daphne, I know who kidnapped our parents," Sabrina said. Her sister gasped. "Who?"
    "Little Red Riding Hood."
    "Nuh-uh!" Daphne cried.
    "I know it sounds crazy, but it's true. That hospital where I found Mom and Dad was an insane asylum. Little Red Riding Hood was a patient there. I have to go back. There might be clues that survived the fire that will tell us where the little nutcase took our parents." Sabrina stepped around her sister and continued down the hallway.
    Daphne chased after her. "We should wait until morning. Maybe we can convince Granny to take us up there herself," the little girl said.
    "We don't need to bother her with this. She is sad about Mr. Canis and needs some time before she can help us do anything. Unfortunately, every minute we wait is another minute Red Riding Hood can take Mom and Dad farther away," Sabrina said. "She's already got a three-day head start on us."
    "But--"
    "Daphne, listen!" Sabrina interrupted. "I'm bringing Mom and Dad home with or without you. Every ounce of misery we've experienced in the last year