Secrets and Dreams

“No,” said Nat. “She said!”

“She’s pulling your leg. Lottie, get down, there’s a good girl.”

“Lottie’s house-trained.” Nat announced it, proudly. “She hasn’t done anything indoors for ages.”

Lottie wagged her tail so hard her whole body shook. She was still all rubbery and puppyish. I have to admit, Nat is really good with animals. She just has this irritating habit of totally annoying me! Like now.

“Who was that girl?” she said. “The one you waved goodbye to?”

“That was Rachel,” I said. “She’s in my dorm.”

“She looks peculiar.”

You see what I mean? Just, like, totally annoying.

“How does she look peculiar?” said Mum, sounding a bit annoyed herself. She knew about Rachel, cos I’d told her on the phone. She’d been pleased to hear that I’d already made a friend. “What’s peculiar about her?”

“She’s got white hair,” said Nat.

“That’s because she’s Swedish!” I snapped.

Mum told me later that I shouldn’t let Nat wind me up.

“Truth to tell, she’s a bit resentful of you being at boarding school. I know it sounds silly, when it was her choice to have Lottie, and we’re buying her a pony, but I think she’s secretly scared you’ll … how can I put it? Decide we’re not good enough?”

I said, “Mum!” That was ridiculous.

“It’s your dad as well,” said Mum. “He’s a bit of a worryguts. Give them time, they’ll get over it. Tell me about Rachel! Does she live round here?”

I said that she lived just three stops further down the line.

“That’s nice! So you could always visit each other if you wanted? Like in the holidays?”

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