Mother-Daughter Book Camp by Heather Vogel Frederick

Author:Heather Vogel Frederick
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers

Jess

“Her heart gave a big jump up. . . .”

—Understood Betsy

“This is the coolest thing ever!”

Freddie’s face is alight with excitement as she steps inside the Wongs’ new trailer. I’m right behind her. It’s Twin Pines’s turn to take a tour, and Freddie is right, it really is pretty cool. The trailer is shaped like a long, narrow igloo, with an arched ceiling high enough that even Cassidy and her mother can stand up straight. The outside is silver, and the inside is, well, pure Wong.

Which means mostly white, just like their living room.

I’m pretty sure I detect Gigi’s touch, though, in a bunch of red accessories. Gigi loves red (“Where I come from, it’s the color of good luck,” she always tells us), and I suspect she’s the one who added the red throw pillows on the sofas, the red area rugs and dish towels and teakettle on the stove, and the red clock on the wall.

“Jess! Cassidy! Come look!” crows Brooklyn from the far end. “There’s even a bathroom!”

Of course there is. Biffies are not the Wongs’ style.

I head down the hallway behind Cassidy, who’s carrying her little sister, Chloe. It’s hard to believe that Chloe will be starting kindergarten a year from now. I can remember the day she was born like it was yesterday.

We ooh and aah over the tiny bathroom, then head back to the living area. Mrs. Wong is in full Mrs. Wong mode, earnestly explaining to Brooklyn’s mother the trailer’s green features, including a solar panel on the roof and the all-natural, environmentally friendly flooring made of sustainable bamboo. Mr. Wong, meanwhile, proudly shows off the fun stuff—hidden storage drawers, awnings outside that retract at the flip of a switch, and a flat-screen TV and killer sound system.

“How many people can sleep in here?” I ask, looking around.

“Six,” says Mr. Wong, promptly showing us how the dining table folds down to make a double bed, and how two more people can fit end-to-end on the long sofa. “Including the bedroom, of course.”

“It’s a little cozy,” says Gigi. “But we’re having fun, right, Edouard?”

“Mais oui!” he replies, placing a tray of cookies on the table. My campers make a dive for them. “The trailer, she is our little honeymoon cottage on wheels, n’est-ce pas, chérie?”

I love the way Megan’s grandfather talks like he’s still a newlywed, even though he and Gigi have been married for two years already. I hope somebody talks about me that way someday. Maybe even Darcy. I can feel myself blushing at this thought.

“Do you think the Wongs would let our book club borrow this thing sometime?” Cassidy whispers.

“That would be so cool!” I whisper back. “But I don’t want to try to drive it.”

“I can drive it,” Sophie announces smugly. “Megan’s father has given me lessons.”

I look over at her, trying to picture the oh-so-French and oh-so-petite Sophie at the wheel of the giant red truck. It’s a stretch.

“Time’s up!” says Gigi as the buzzer on the stove goes off.

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