Summary

During the day, Fragoline's a perfect angel.

During the day, Fragoline's a perfect angel. But in the shadows of night, when all good children are sleeping tight, this little imp dons her jet-black cape and makes a midnight hour escape! Out the window, across the grass, she screeches and twirls. The Moon looks down, warning, Little ones should be in bed. You can't tell me what to do; I'm Fragoline! she says. But when Fragoline's antics wake the dead who chase her to the tippy-top of the steeple, how can she escape? And will she learn her lesson?