KENNEDY
I'VE BEEN awfully quiet since we go down from the attic. We are all currently in our small living room, drinking tea. Granny and Kevin are the only ones who have been talking since we sit here. It was very unusual for my grandmother to have guests. That's why she couldn't contain her excitement. She has been talking and telling stories to Kevin and Mr. Beaufort. I wanted to die in embarrassment when she brought out our old family pictures and then show them my pictures when I was a child.
An hour has passed, and they are still here. I was afraid that they needed to leave and attend to more important matter, but they didn't want to be rude to my grandmother. That's what I assume when I occasionally caught Mr. Beaufort staring at me more than once. Maybe that's his way of telling m
