“It’s true,” Kellar said quietly. “I couldn’t get her to leave Wade Academy with me, even when we went into town again for more honeydews.” “You can stay at the lighthouse for as long as you want,” Moxie told him, “or at least until my mother sends for me in the city. Father and I are grateful for the company.” Moxie smiled and moved over so Kellar could take over at the typewriter. It was a good friendship. It made me happy to see.
