Trevor felt as if about 50 butterflies were fluttering around in his stomach. No, it felt more like they were boxing in there! He never used to be afraid of storms. But now he knew they could be really scary. What if the wind blew so hard that trees fell over on his house?
“I can’t find my ball!” Hannah exclaimed. “Do you know where it is?” “Which ball?” Mama answered, spooning applesauce into Baby Paulo’s mouth.
Molly lifted her head, stared at Mac, and trotted rapidly down the sidewalk. Her long ears bobbed and flapped as she hurried away. Mac chased after her. “Molly, stop!” Mac yelled as Molly bounced steadily along—right across the intersection, without looking for cars.
“So Cass will go everywhere with us and get used to people and all kinds of places,” the woman continued. “She’s allowed to go anywhere we go because one day she will need to accompany her blind partner everywhere.”
MacKenzie Isabelle Evans edged closer to the telephone so she could hear what Mom was saying. “Oh! That’s too bad! I’m really sorry! No, it’s no problem at all. I’m glad to help out,” Mom said into the phone.
Trevor Paul Monroe read his memory verse a second time. He frowned. He still didn’t like what it said. If he wanted to be a great man, he was supposed to be a servant!
“What? You want to walk over to the drug store and have ice cream cones now?” Mom asked, her eyebrows raised. “In this rain?” She glanced at the fat raindrops chasing each other down the kitchen windows.
Joseph’s stomach rumbled. He didn’t think he could wait until after the business meeting to eat. He was starving! He slid onto a folding chair next to Trevor.
“I had to taste it!” Mac protested. “You can’t put frosting on a cake until you’re sure it tastes right!”
Hannah Maria Estevez didn’t even hear Mama come into the bedroom. She jumped when Mama touched her shoulder.
