Sophie's Secret by Nancy N. Rue

Author:Nancy N. Rue
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Social Issues - General, Children: Grades 4-6, Christianity, Christian, Imagination, Children's & young adult fiction & true stories, YA), Ages 9-12 Fiction, Psychotherapy, Children's Fiction, Social Issues, Juvenile Fiction, Christian Life, Religious - Christian - General, Fiction, Friendship, Archaeology, Religious - Christian, Children's Books, General, General fiction (Children's, General (see also headings under Family), Religious
ISBN: 9780310707578
Publisher: Zonderkidz
Published: 2004-08-26T07:00:00+00:00

Seven

Sophie kept telling herself that she HAD to do it—that she HAD to obey everything Mama and Daddy said, even if they, or at least Daddy, WERE trying to turn her into Lacie.

She prayed with her eyes scrunched shut that Daddy wouldn’t decide to make her go out for basketball or require her to get straight A’s. Or worse: make her be friends with Aunt Bailey and wear a padded bra.

That was why it was SO easy to throw herself completely into the excavation of the attic when Wednesday afternoon finally came and she and Fiona and Kitty were gathered in front of Grandma Too’s trunk.

They had taken Kitty’s suggestion and dressed up like archaeologists. Kitty might not have been the best pretender in the Corn Flakes, but she had the best costume.

While Sophie and Fiona were basically in khaki shorts and white T-shirts and floppy hats (Boppa had obviously not forked over for genuine digging hats), Kitty looked as if she could go to work at Jamestown that very minute.

She had on khaki cargo pants with lots of pockets, and a bright red hard hat—a real one—and hiking boots. The best part was the canvas vest with zippered pockets that held everything, including a neat little pad, a pencil, and a pair of glasses with the magnifiers attached to them.

“Where did you get all this cool stuff?” Fiona said.

“My daddy took me shopping,” she said. “We went to that sporting goods store at the mall.”

“Wow,” Sophie said. She couldn’t keep the envy out of her voice.

“Even my Boppa doesn’t spoil me that much,” Fiona said.

“This isn’t spoiling,” Kitty said. “He hardly ever buys any of us anything unless it’s Christmas or our birthday.”

Sophie could understand that. There were six girls in Kitty’s family.

“He just said he’s glad to see me do something with people besides Julia and them,” Kitty said, “because all they ever did was put on makeup and call boys and watch PG - 13 movies. And make me cry.”

“Are you glad you’re a Corn Flake now?” Sophie said.

“You guys don’t make me cry,” Kitty said.

Sophie decided that was good enough for now. They had important work to do.

First Sophie showed them all the things she had pulled out of Grandma Too’s trunk and put on her list. Fiona nodded approvingly.

They decided that Grandma Too had had an extraordinary life—though Kitty still didn’t understand why a woman would get married in boxer shorts—and that they wanted to know more about her descendants.

“How do we do that?” Kitty said.

Fiona waved an arm over the plastic containers she’d been peeking into. “It’s all right here,” she said. “In all these photo albums and scrapbooks.”

Kitty wrinkled her nose. “That sounds boring to me.”

“An archaeologist is never bored,” Artifacta informed her. “Even with the most tedious work.”

“Huh,” said Madam Munford.

“I know what,” Sophie said quickly. Then she cleared her throat and adjusted her glasses. “Madam Munford, I suggest that you learn to operate the video camera so that you can record the amazing discoveries as we make them.

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