“I can imagine.” Lucy couldn’t help but giggle. She’d probably been just as bad as a child, her mother had rarely had the time to answer so she’d taken to pestering her cousins about school. The letters between the cousins that summer had been seemingly endless.

The young girl looked rather timid, Lucy couldn’t say she blamed her after what Mr. Lukeson had just explained. “Yes.” She confirmed looking at Mr. Lukeson with a smile before looking at the younger girl again. “Do you have a house you hope to be in?” She glanced at the brother wondering if he would answer for the girl with how quiet she seemed.