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Nellie’s Big Return to Walnut Grove

Walnut Grove was usually a quiet little town.

People worked hard, horses walked slowly, and the biggest news of the day was normally something like, “Mrs. Oleson changed the price of sugar again.”

But one morning, the town became more exciting than a county fair.

Nellie had returned.

Not just any Nellie.

This was Nellie Oleson, the girl who once walked around Walnut Grove like she owned the road, the store, the school, and possibly the clouds above it.

She came back looking fancy, smiling sweetly, and acting like she had never caused trouble in her entire life.

Of course, everyone in town knew better.

Laura saw her first and tried to stay polite.

“Nellie,” Laura said, with a smile that looked friendly but also said, “I remember everything.”

Nellie smiled back. “Laura! I missed you!”

That sentence almost made the trees fall over.

Laura blinked. She had heard many strange things in her life, but Nellie saying “I missed you” was close to hearing a cow sing church hymns.

“You missed me?” Laura asked.

“Oh yes,” Nellie said warmly. “Do you remember how we used to fight?”

Laura looked at her like, “Used to?”

Because in Laura’s memory, Nellie had not been a friend. Nellie had been more like a walking headache with curls.

They had fought at school. They had fought in town.

They had fought with words, with looks, and probably once with silence so loud it could scare a rooster.

But now Nellie was back, smiling like she had become an angel.

Laura did not know what to say.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Oleson was already acting like the queen had arrived.

She rushed around the house, touching Nellie’s hat, fixing her dress, and smiling so hard her face nearly needed a rest.

“My dear Nellie!” Mrs. Oleson cried. “My beautiful girl!”

Nellie’s husband stood nearby, looking a little nervous.

He had the face of a man who loved his wife but also understood that the Oleson family was a storm with furniture.

Then came the biggest news.

Nellie had a baby.

Now, this changed everything.

Mrs. Oleson nearly floated off the floor. She did not walk toward the baby. She launched herself like a proud grandmother missile.

“My grandbaby!” she cried.

Poor Mr. Oleson tried to look calm, but even he was smiling.

Nels was a kind man, and seeing a baby in the family made him happy.

Also, he probably hoped the baby would be calmer than Nellie had been.

The baby was passed around like a precious package, and everyone made soft baby sounds.

“Awww.”

“How sweet.”

“Look at that little face.”

Even Laura smiled.

But deep inside, Laura may have been thinking, “Please do not let this baby grow up and push anyone into a creek.”

Mrs. Oleson was completely lost in grandmother heaven. She admired the baby’s tiny hands, tiny nose, and tiny everything.

“She is perfect,” Mrs. Oleson said.

Of course, Mrs. Oleson thought everything connected to Nellie was perfect.

If Nellie had brought home a potato and called it her child, Mrs.

Oleson would have said, “What a handsome potato!”

Then Nancy appeared.

Nancy was the newer Oleson girl, and she had spent a long time enjoying being the center of attention.

She was used to people looking at her, talking about her, and giving her what she wanted.

But now, suddenly, everyone was looking at Nellie and the baby.

Nancy’s face changed.

It was not anger exactly.

It was more like the look of a cat watching someone else sit in its favorite chair.

She smiled, but it was not a normal smile.

It was the kind of smile that says, “I am planning something, and it may involve drama.”

Nancy watched as Mrs. Oleson hugged Nellie.

She watched as people praised the baby.

She watched as Nellie received love, attention, and probably more cake.

This was not acceptable.

In Nancy’s mind, Walnut Grove had one star, and that star was Nancy.

Now Nellie had arrived with curls, charm, a husband, and a baby. That was too much competition.

Nancy tried to join the conversation.

“Oh, what a nice baby,” she said sweetly.

Everyone looked pleased.

But Nancy’s eyes were saying, “Nice baby, yes. But what about me?”

Laura noticed right away. Laura knew that look. She had seen it before on Nellie’s face many times.

It was the Oleson look. It usually meant trouble was warming up.

The day continued with food, hugs, and happy talk. Everyone gathered together like it was a celebration.

There were drinks, laughter, and smiling faces all around.

Nellie seemed different now. She was kinder, softer, and more mature. She spoke to Laura with respect.

She even seemed a little embarrassed about how spoiled she used to be.

Laura could hardly believe it.

The old Nellie would have bragged about her dress, insulted someone’s shoes, and then acted shocked when people got upset.

But this Nellie was calm. She was happy. She was a mother now.

Laura smiled and said, “You were never that bad.”

That was a kind thing to say.

It was also not completely true.

Nellie had been bad. Not “burn down the barn” bad, but definitely “make school miserable for everyone” bad.

Still, people change. And Laura could see that Nellie really had changed.

Mrs. Oleson, however, had not changed much at all. She still fussed over Nellie like she was made of glass and gold.

Nancy stood nearby, watching all of it.

The more love Nellie received, the more Nancy’s smile became dangerous.

By the end of the visit, everyone was happy except Nancy, who looked like she had just discovered she was no longer the main character.

And in Walnut Grove, that meant one thing.

Peace was nice.

But trouble was already putting on its bonnet.