The Essential Kate DiCamillo Collection by Kate DiCamillo

Author:Kate DiCamillo [DiCamillo, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-7636-7239-3
Publisher: Candlewick Press
Published: 2013-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

“Lovely,” said the princess as she took the thread from Mig. “Thank you so much. I cannot seem to hold on to a spool of red thread. Every one I have disappears somehow.”

“Are you making a thing?” asked Mig, squinting at the cloth in the Pea’s hand.

“I am making a history of the world, my world,” said the Pea, “in tapestry. See? Here is my father, the king. And he is playing the guitar because that is something he loves to do and does quite well. And here is my mother, the queen, and she is eating soup because she loved soup.”

“Soup! Gor! That’s against the law.”

“Yes,” said the princess, “my father outlawed it because my mother died while she was eating it.”

“Your ma’s dead?”

“Yes,” said the Pea. “She died just last month.” She bit her bottom lip to stop it from trembling.

“Ain’t that the thing?” said Mig. “My ma is dead, too.”

“How old were you when she died?”

“Bold was I?” said Mig, taking a step back, away from the princess. “I’m sorry, then.”

“No, no, how old. How old were you?” shouted the Pea.

“Not but six,” said Mig.

“I’m sorry,” said the princess. She gave Mig a quick, deep look of sympathy. “How old are you now?”

“Twelve years.”

“So am I,” said the princess. “We’re the same age. What is your name?” she shouted.

“Miggery. Miggery Sow, but most just calls me Mig. And I saw you once before, Princess. You passed me by on a little white horse. On my birthday, it was, and I was in the field with Uncle’s sheep and it was sunset time.”

“Did I wave to you?” asked the princess.

“Eh?”

“Did I wave?” shouted the Pea.

“Yes,” nodded Mig.

“But you didn’t wave back,” said the princess.

“I did,” said Mig. “Only you didn’t see. Someday, I will sit on a little white horse and wear a crown and wave. Someday,” said Mig, and she put up a hand to touch her left ear, “I will be a princess, too.”

“Really?” said the Pea. And she gave Mig another quick, deep look, but said nothing else.

When Mig finally made her way back down the golden stairs, Louise was waiting for her.

“How long,” she roared, “did it take you to deliver a spool of thread to the princess?”

“Too long?” guessed Mig.

“That’s right,” said Louise. And she gave Mig a good clout to the ear. “You are not destined to be one of our star servants. That is already abundantly clear.”

“No, ma’am,” said Mig. “That’s all right, though, because I aim to be a princess.”

“You? A princess? Don’t make me laugh.”

This, reader, was a little joke on Louise’s part, as she was not a person who laughed. Ever. Not even at a notion as ridiculous as Miggery Sow becoming a princess.

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