The girls got themselves out of bed, made their own breakfasts, and walked to school with Jenna’s kids, unaccompanied by any adult. It’s hard for me not to gloat.
After the kids left, I went out into the yard and dismantled the treehouse they were building. I don’t want a magnificent oak cheapened with plywood painted purple. Tonight I’m going to ask Lark and Chloe if I can review the blueprints they were working on before they started building. I’ll tell them that if they go to school every day between now and the end of March, they can rebuild their treehouse in a location that we all agree on. I’ll help however they like. I’ll supply the building materials. (None will be lavender.)
And this weekend, I’m going to work on finding out Eve’s secret. What could she possibly have revealed to Levi that she won’t tell me?
Jill Riddell is a writer in Chicago. She teaches at the School of the Art Institute and has a weakness for nature, magic, and pennies abandoned in sidewalk cracks.