Bootsey's Picnic

	Everyone sat very still as Aunt Holly bustled around the kitchen. She put the tea kettle on the stove and cut thick slices of fresh homemade bread. She put the honey pot and a plate of sweet butter on the table next to Bootsey's violets. She looked thoughtfully at the little bouquet of flowers for a moment and then she looked at Bootsey. "Are you feeling better now girls?"
Both little girls nodded their heads, but both little faces remained very serious. No one felt much like smiling just then.
"I'm so sorry the storm frightened you. And, it is too bad Isaac and Wendell got so wet, but they'll dry out in a few hours, I'm sure. Let's just be thankful you were only wet and frightened." Then Aunt Holly smiled a beautiful smile. "Now, let's have some tea, shall we."
Suddenly Bootsey began to feel much better. Bobby Jo wiggled and tried not to giggle. Wendell was looking as Isaac, as if to say, "See, I told you she wouldn't spank us!" But I don't think anyone noticed him.