CHAPTER 23
"I hope she wasn't any trouble," Mike said when he arrived a little while later.
"Of course not," I said, "she was great. Did you finish my picture, Katie? Can I see it?"
With a final flourish of her pen, my young neighbor solemnly handed me her drawing and waited for my reaction. The picture showed three people having a picnic in the woods on a sunny day. There was an animal walking towards the picnickers and something in the sky that I couldn't make out.
"Tell me about this," I said. "Who is having a picnic?"
With a shake of her head as if she couldn't believe she had to explain it, Katie laid the picture on my desk.
"That's you and me and Kip having a picnic at the park. Mr. Paws is on his way to the picnic."
"Nice! And what's that in the sky?" Mike asked.
"That's my
