“But you’re not Honey. Your hair is darker. And where’s your cat, Judy? You promised to bring him the next time you came to visit.”
“I’m sorry I’m not a cat,” Holly said, not meaning to be funny.
They all laughed as the joke was repeated to the other two women, and there were introductions all around. Judy explained that she and Holly had come to see the beaver dam and that they expected Horace and Honey to meet them there. “I didn’t bring Blackberry this time,” she ended, “because when I left the house I didn’t know I’d be coming here.”
“He’s such a good cat,” Violetta said, with a crooning sound in her voice. She had become very fond of Judy’s pet.
“I keep telling Violetta we should have a cat of our own,” Dorcas put in. “Don’t you agree, Meta?”
“Don’t I agree with what?” the third woman asked in a faraway voice. “I’m afraid I wasn’t listening. I was thinking of the Beetle and wondering if I would have any trouble driving it back.”
“Back where?” Holly asked.
Judy said nothing. By now she was completely bewildered. Was the stranger talking about the green car or her own?
