It was the first time she thought of Katie that way.
Almost everyone else had already left, so Katie and Mary volunteered to help.
Katie immediately came to the defense of her brother.
"Second," Katie cut in, "His father's family has been in this country longer than yours."
Katie picked up the plate, her focus on Carmen.
Katie wiped the plate slowly with a dishtowel.
Katie shook her head and sighed.
Katie said that was because Carmen had been raised poor and had become frugal.
Maybe Katie wasn't the only one who had been overlooked by Señor Medena when it came to inheritance.
Getting information about him from Katie is too much work.
Maybe Katie was simply trying to stay out of trouble.
If it had been for both of them, they would have invited some of her friends - like Katie and Bill.
After all, he knew Katie too, but they only wanted the people he knew before he met his wife - excluding his sister.
If Katie hadn't disclosed that incident to her before she met Alex, would he have revealed that facet of his past?
A few days later when Carmen and Destiny were visiting Katie, the issue popped out of her mouth in another conversation.
Katie was peeling potatoes at the kitchen sink and Carmen was holding Destiny, watching her.
Katie asked her about the progress on the horse ranch.
Katie glanced up from the potato in her hand.
Katie stared at her.
Katie shrugged her shoulders and focused on cutting an eye from the potato in her hand.
Katie smiled knowingly and picked up another potato.
"Mom," Katie said without looking up.
Katie glanced up and rolled her eyes.
Katie piled the potatoes in another pan and picked it up, along with the knife and a bag of peals.
Katie made a face as she sat in the chair opposite Carmen.
She had shut Katie off many times when she had tried to tell her things.
On the other hand, Katie had flatly refused to provide some information because she said Alex wouldn't want her to tell.
Katie snorted and grabbed a potato.
Katie paused and mused.
Katie stopped talking and frowned at Carmen?
Katie sighed as she began pealing the potato.
I was in New York not long ago and I saw Miss Rhoades, who told me that she had seen Katie McGirr.
Katie played with Miss Rhoades's rings and took them away, saying with a merry laugh, "You shall not have them again!"
She said Katie was very sweet indeed, but sadly in need of proper instruction.
I was much surprised to hear all this; for I judged from your letters that Katie was a very precocious girl....
Katie," she said to the maid, "bring the princess her gray dress, and you'll see, Mademoiselle Bourienne, how I shall arrange it," she added, smiling with a foretaste of artistic pleasure.
She sat in an armchair in her dressing jacket and nightcap and Katie, sleepy and disheveled, beat and turned the heavy feather bed for the third time, muttering to herself.
Even Katie noticed the change in him and asked Carmen about the cause.
Katie made a face.
Katie stared at her, hands on hips.
Katie sighed heavily and leaned forward.
Katie said, lifting a brow.