He nodded. ‘I did it today in camp. Twice.’
She lifted a hand to free her hair and it tumbled in waves over her shoulders. There was a frown in her eyes as she listened to him. ‘Are you having problems making friends, sweetheart?’ She’d worried like mad about uprooting him but Archie was such a friendly child she’d assured herself that he’d soon settle in. ‘Who did you eat lunch with?’
‘A boy called Thomas.’ Archie sighed. ‘He turned me into a chatterbox.’
Knowing that her son never stopped talking, Kat hid the smile. ‘How did he do that?’
‘Well, he kept talking to me so I had to talk back instead of listening to the captain.’
Kat smiled. The summer camp was run along the lines of a ship with a ‘captain’ and ‘mates’. They were obviously very creative.
‘And did the “captain” tell you off?’
Archie shook her head. ‘Not once I explained I’m not normally a chatterbox. Anyway…’ he stifled a yawn ‘…camp is different to school. No one tells you off. It’s cool.’
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