After her dance class, Madelyn got home at nine o'clock. She was so tired that her legs felt wobbly. As soon as she stepped out of the car, Rosario hurried over.

"What happened to you?" Rosario's eyes were filled with concern. "Come on, let's get you inside."

With Rosario and the driver, Jordan, supporting her, Madelyn eased onto the couch. They placed her backpack beside her.

"I think you hurt your leg," said Rosario. "Stay put. I've got something that might help."

Quickly, Rosario fetched