AN INTEREST IN RELIGIONBack at the Braemar, Katrina said they should go
out to the beach one evening, her, Daisy, Dod and Kippy.
She hadn’t seen Daisy’s family come into the living
room behind her, just in time to hear the last word.
“Who’s Kippy?” her father asked.
Turning to face Daisy’s dad, Katrina treated him to
her best, sweetest smile.
“Mr Double U! And Mrs Double U. How nice to see you!
Kippy is my cousin. His real name is Alan, but we all call him Kippy because
his surname’s Kirkpatrick.”
Her dad had folded his arms in best intimidating
father fashion. Were Katrina’s charm
effect and Daisy’s luck about to run out?
“He’s a good Jehovah,” Katrina added. “Like me. We
were talking to Daisy this afternoon
about the lessons Jesus can teach us.”
Daisy’s mum put a hand in
