“Mama had gained pounds this winter. Sometimes she wore Papa’s sweaters.
“They seem to fit me better,” she said. “And they smell like your papa.”
Today in the barn I saw Papa put his arm around Grandfather. They laughed at something. I tiptoed in closer to hear what it was, but Grandfather, as always, saw me.
“Cassie? That you behind the stall?”
“Not a good thing, lurking, Cassie,” said Papa with a frown.
“It would be a good thing if you didn’t see me,” I said crossly. “How am I ever going to find things to write about if I can’t listen?”
“Maybe you need to observe, Cassie,” said Papa. “Quietly. Without lurking.”
I did observe. I saw more things.
I saw Caleb talking to a girl by the pond. She rode a dappled horse.
“Who was that?” I asked.
“Someone,” said Caleb. “Not for your eyes.”
Of course it was for my eyes.
Caleb has found a princess. They meet in secret because they must.
They will marry soon and run away to live in wild Borneo, eating fruit and nuts from the bushes there.
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