Full Speed Ahead: My Journey with Kit

Mrs. Kittredge steps into the kitchen, eyebrows raised at how wet we are, but she smiles at the clean kitchen and thanks us. I admit I insisted on helping despite Kit’s protests, so we’re soaked. Still, I need dry clothes.

Kit suggests we go to Uncle Hendrick’s house for my suitcase. Mrs. Kittredge nods, smiles, and leaves. Yikes! I don’t want to go. If he’s ever met the real Lucille, he’ll know I’m not her.