Dempsey estate, and wasn’t that exciting, a whole estate! The glimpses she got of the parlor and the hallway before her father yanked her into the side room were certainly grander than the house she lived in, which was certainly grander than Mama’s cottage, and her expression turned from stubbornness to awe in those brief moments.

Then, she put it back on her face, folded her arms over her chest. ”And half British,” Kaat pointed out, for accuracy. ”We live in North Bartonburg.” (The north part was important, her aunt always emphasized it.)