Juan seemed a trifle surprised, but very pleased to receive the invitation.
“You want us?” he asked, almost in disbelief.
“Of course!” Veve did not notice that Connie and Eileen were sending warning signals in her direction.
“Thank you, Senorita,” Juan said, bowing and smiling.
He walked with the girls to the edge of the camp. From there they went on alone, bearing their gifts and the crazy quilt.
Once beyond hearing of the Mexican boy, Connie and Eileen took Veve to task.
“What possessed you?” Eileen demanded. “Why did you invite Juan and his friends to our festival?”
“Because I like him.”
“So do I,” admitted Eileen. “All the same, I don’t think you should have invited him. Do you, Connie?”