Am I A Plumber Yet?
Bella tugged me into the bathroom with the same enthusiasm she'd have if we were on a treasure hunt. She then pointed dramatically at the tap over the sink, water dripping steadily onto the counter.
"There! See? Leaking tap! Mission accomplished, right?" She grinned at me like she'd already solved half the problem.
I rolled my eyes and crouched down, opening the cabinet beneath the sink. Sure enough, the main pipe was leaking just as they'd said. It didn't take long for me to spot the culprit—a worn-out gasket that was barely holding together.
Bella leaned over my shoulder, peering into the cabinet with wide, curious eyes. "Whoa, you already figured it out?" She asked, sounding impressed. "What's wrong with it? Is it serious?"