We waited with bated breath as Penny skidded to a stop beside the benches. She leaned over and put her hands on her knees as she panted.
“Breathe, Penny!” I said, moving toward her. I offered my arm for Penny to rest on as I carried her to the seat. Penny plopped down and gasped.
"Timothy just scored an exclusive interview with none other than Carl Plunk!" she said all at once. My eyes widened in disbelief. "THE Carl Plunk? The famous reporter?"
Penny nodded with a grimace, holding her sides as she took a deep breath. "Yep, that's the one. He's interested in diving into Timothy's story a bit more.'"
I exchanged a surprised glance with Timothy, who seemed to be taking in the news with a mix of pride and uncertainty. "That's quite something," he admitted.
Penny nodded. “Yeah. He said
