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- Dear Marcail
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- About the Author
When he picked up his plate, intent on licking it, Kate paid close attention to her own food, as did Sean. Rigg leaned close to Joey to instruct him in a few table manners. Spoons and forks were clearly a new concept to him, but in his eagerness to please, he gave them a try.
When Sean found out there was nothing for dessert at Riggs, he suggested they go get Marcail and raid Mrs. Taylors baked goods. Joey was again treated as one of the family and was not even asked if he wanted to go. The little boy stood in obvious indecision next to the wagon. Kate ignored his look.
Climb in, Joey. Mrs. Taylor is the best baker I know. You dont want to miss out on her cookies.
Rigg swung Kate onto the seat and was pulling himself aboard when Joey jumped in the back with Sean.
Marcail was thrilled to see her sister and talked nonstop for the first ten minutes. It seemed that she and May had done a great many things that day and Marcail had had so much fun that she was determined to tell her oldest sibling about it in one breath.
Joey was introduced to the Taylor family and then followed Seans signal to help himself to the cookies. Sean and Nathan were used to walking away with as many as they could carry. Joey was more circumspect.
You may have more than one Joey. May smiled and held another cookie out to the little boy. He was cautious as he reached for it; he captured Mays heart in that moment. His hair was hanging in his eyes and his clothes were torn and filthy.
Gilbert and Nathan were pretty hard on clothes when they were your size, Joey, May began, and Joey looked at her strangely. But they had occasional growth spurts where they outgrew the clothes before they could ruin them. I have a pair of pants and a shirt just about your size, if youd like to have them.
As Joey had been doing the entire evening, he looked to Miss Donovan for approval. She smiled and nodded at Joey as though shed never heard a better idea. May asked Joey to go upstairs with her. When they came down Joey was aglow in his new clothes, his old tucked under his arm. His face flushed when Kate made over him and his eyes were shining under her approval.
Now Joey, I think Id better get you home. While were there I can check with your father to make sure its all right for you to keep the new clothes.
It was quite plain that Kates plan to take Joey home was news to Rigg. He looked thunderstruck, but Kate was telling Marcail to gather her doll and tea set and get to the wagon. She grasped Joeys hand, thanked May and sailed out the back door.