“No, I cross my heart again.”
“Thanks.”
Sue forgot Madge’s sensitiveness right away. She had other things to consider in regard to Mimi. Why hadn’t she thought sooner that Mimi had nowhere to go Christmas? Gee! It would be terrible if she had to stay here with everyone else home. Sue would write home for permission to invite Mimi to her house. No. That would take too long. Mimi was already dreading Christmas. Sue knew that every other year Mimi had considered Christmas the wish-come-true time of times. She’d ask her now and then write home. Sometimes she had to do things backwards. Her daddy called it taking the bull by the horns.
“A—D—F A—B—F!” Sue thrilled as she walked faster and faster toward the gym. She was trying so hard to memorize Souvenir for the Christmas recital but she couldn’t practice until she settled Mimi’s Christmas arrangements.
“E-e-e-prettee!” She shrieked the old camp call from the balcony of the gym.
Mimi let the ball fly sidewise as she looked up.
“Hey! Aw Sue, you made me miss.”
“Sorry. Getting good?”
“Am I? Seven fouls out of ten. Not bad?”
“Regular dead eye!”