Daddy motioned Leah back to her place on the couch.
'Our meeting is not finished,' he said. 'We have more to talk about.'
Leah immediately stopped her bouncing. Meetings, she knew, were not to be interrupted by rude behavior. Climbing back onto the couch, she leaned back, folded her legs under her, and folded her arms again. Only now her eyes were sparkling with excitement. Pressing her lips together tightly, she forced the no-nonsense business look back to her face.
'OK,' she said, I'm listening.'
'We'll tell you what to expect, Leah,' Mother said, 'and, afterward, you may ask questions.'
Leah nodded.
'Not far from where we live here in Woodchuckaton,' Mother began, 'is the city of Portland.'
'Right,' Leah cut in. 'We've been to the city lots of times on shopping trips and for sightseeing and for visiting parks and….'
'Leah,' Mother put her hand on Leah's arm. 'Concentrate on what we say. OK?'
Leah looked sideways at her mother and her eyes twinkled. 'You mean no more interruptions. Right?'