“Your guess is as good as mine,” Abigail muttered as she passed her sister another cookie.
Katherine shrugged and took the cookie. “I said that I don’t know.” She nibbled the cookie and looked thoughtfully into the distance. “I don’t know what we’re doing here or why. All I know is that you dragged me out here to do what? Gawk at people? Stare? Spy? Play guessing games with your sister?”
Abigail held her tongue while Katherine spoke. It wasn’t often her sister said anything so this was a blessing, even if she was the intended victim of her ire.