Rachel looked at Kat's dress and thought about what Julia said. What harm
would it do to let Kat stay up a little and have a little fun?
"Okay," she relented, setting down the glass of ginger ale she had been
given, half gone and stroked her daughter's hair "But you have to go to bed
here soon and I'll leave the photo album here so you and Julia can look
through it during cartoons, okay?"
"Thank you," Kat cried in excitement hugging her mother. Then her face fell
slightly. "You're not staying here?" She was going to protest the going to
bed, part was was going to wait until she got a straight answer to this more
important question.
Kat
