CHAPTER 25
Later that day, while Carly took a
well-deserved afternoon nap, Walter Drury paid an unannounced
visit. Although he frowned upon people who stopped by without
notice, Grandpa Oakley was as gracious as ever as he welcomed the
Hunt Master. The conversation from the living room awakened Carly
who rested with Buster the cat curled at her side. Buster always
welcomed a friend for afternoon siestas.
“Well, I wouldn’t be too hard on her,
Walter,” she heard her grandfather say.
“What she did was wrong, Mather,” Mr. Drury
responded. “I know she’s only eleven, but she does know right from
wrong.”
“You know better than I,” her grandfather
replied. “After all, it’s been a while since I was a parent. Guess
I’ve made a few mistakes second time around.”
“You’re doing a wonderfu
