Rebecca cried. She tore across the grass after the pup. At the same time the rain began falling hard.
The dog barked happily and bowed low, shaking the rattle. “Give it here!” wheedled Rebecca, dodging this way and that, trying to catch him. Finally she lunged and managed to grab the toy away.
By the time Rebecca returned, Francesca had wrapped the babies in their blankets. Hastily, she tied on their bonnets and settled them into the buggy and the sling, tucking the pink blanket in tightly, then securing the shawl around her shoulder snugly.
“I go home now,” Francesca called over the thunder, as she started running down the path. “Must hurry!” The puppy scampered after her.
“Oh! Good-bye!” called Rebecca. She liked Francesca and hoped they would see each other again soon. It would be fun to bring the babies to the park together, too. Rebecca spread her own wool cape protectively over the buggy to keep Nora dry, wishing she had thought to get her new friend’s address.
As Rebecca left the park, two figures darted along the path ahead of her. That boy again—and with him, another boy. Rebecca stopped and squinted. Though the day was darkening and the rain was falling, Rebecca could see that the second boy was her own brother! The boys laughed as they ran, and the larger boy clapped Victor on the shoulder companionably.
Rebecca stared after their retreating figures. What is Victor doing here? And who is this boy? He and Victor were obviously friends—and yet she’d never seen or heard of him before today.
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