Carefully, he folded the coverlet and handed it to Veve.
“It is not much hurt,” he said. “I am very sorry.”
“Oh, that’s all right,” Veve reassured him. “We’re just glad to get the quilt back. And to know that it wasn’t stolen.”
“I would not steal,” Juan said proudly. “Especially from my friends.”
Now that the girls had their crazy quilt, they started to leave the camp. But Juan would not let them go. He wished to make amends for the quilt.
“Wait!” he commanded.
The little boy ran off. Three minutes later he was back again, bearing an armload of beautiful gifts.
He handed Eileen a blue apron with fancy drawn-work. For Connie he had a bowl painted with red and green and black colors. The design was very unusual.
Upon Veve, Juan bestowed the nicest gift of all. He gave her a handsome red and white hand-woven blanket which was far more expensive than the quilt.