Now she recognized one of the girls from near her home over on Palmetto Island. Why Sally Bright was still in high school! How could she get into the Canteen Corps?
“Look, Kitty, the sailor made me a boat!” Again Billy’s voice recalled her from her abstraction.
She discovered a young yeoman squatting by the pond with Billy as they launched a magnolia-leaf boat, with an oak-leaf sail. Billy was gobbling half a sandwich the sailor had given him.
“You shouldn’t have given him your sandwich!” she exclaimed.
The young man sprang to his feet, apparently seeing her for the first time.
“They’re so good,” he explained. “I couldn’t eat with him looking on.” He had brown eyes that twinkled as he spoke.
“They do look good,” she admitted.
“Let me get you one? These Canteen girls sure have a genius for making sandwiches.”
“Oh, no, don’t bother, please. I’m not hungry.”
“I’ve a kid sister who’s learned lots about good food since she’s been a Canteen worker.”