“Don’t you want to?” Mrs. Kenton asked.
“Oh, yes!” Jill said. “Only....”
A knowing look came into Mrs. Kenton’s eyes. “I see! You didn’t tell me about it and show your interest because you didn’t want to leave me here alone! That’s it, isn’t it?”
Mrs. Kenton threw an arm around each of her children. “That was a very unselfish thing for you to do,” she said. “But now that Father will be back sooner than he expected, you’ll be able to go after all.”
“Can we really, Mother?” Jill asked enthusiastically, her eyes full of stars.
“Will it be dangerous?” Mrs. Kenton asked cautiously.
“There have been lots of these trips made already,” Randy volunteered. “There hasn’t been any trouble yet.”
“Well, you have my permission,” Mrs. Kenton said, “but your Father will have to agree too.”
“But tomorrow’s the last day we can make reservations!” Jill protested. “If we wait until he comes, we can’t make it!”
“Go ahead and make your reservations then,” her mother said. “I don’t believe your father will object if I don’t. But if he does, you can cancel your seats.”