CHAPTER 33Jessie
Jessie went downstairs on a narrow, honey-colored staircase near the back of the house, and then found her way to the kitchen. Sue and Laurel were both there; Mrs. Weasley, Jessie noticed, was curled up on a cat bed in the corner.
“There you are,” Laurel said, seeing her. “Want some tea?” She gestured to the steaming kettle.
When Jessie nodded, she opened a cabinet crammed with boxes. “Take your pick,” she said. “We’re tea drinkers ourselves, as you can probably tell.”
Jessie chose a decaf chai that looked as if its extraction would not cause an avalanche. Then she looked around the kitchen.
“Something smells good.”
“There’ll be banana bread to go with your tea in a minute,” Sue said.
“Sue loves to bake,” Laurel said proudly.
Jessie nodded and looked at Sue. She wa
