Beatrix beamed broadly. “All I had to do was say the ‘f’ word!” Millie goggled at her. “You said the ‘f’ word to your mum?” she asked incredulously. Beatrix nodded emphatically. “I used the word freedom!” she specified. “What does this have to do with freedom?” Millie asked with a choked laugh. “I don’t know,” Beatrix admitted, “but it worked! Mum said it’s our god-given right as Americans to rebel against British institutions!” “Aren’t you half-American?” Millie asked, squinting at Beatrix.
