Posted in Posted by Elizabeth George Speare

Kendrick Wilton

   “Keep quiet.” Kendrick Wilton whispered to his son, Thomas.

   Kendrick, or Ken for short, always wanted to be a spy. Ever since he got married, he would spy on anyone in the house. Even though no one minded being spied on, it was very enjoyable to him.

   Ken was with his son, spying on Lucille, or Lucy for short. Lucy was Ken’s twelve year old daughter. She was lying on her bed doing her homework.

   “There she is.” Tom said in a whispery-yell.

   Ken set up a very small camera beside Lucy’s door. Tom and Ken tip-toed down the stairs to the kitchen where Patricia, Ken’s wife was.

   “What’re we havin’ for lunch, Mom?” Tom asked.

   Tom expected every meal to have candles and five-star food. To his surprise, his mom answered, “Ham sandwiches.”

   Tom frowned and sadly walked away. His mother giggled at him. Every day, Tom would ask what was for lunch. And every time the answer was not “lobster tail”, or something like that, he would be disappointed and go up to his room and sulk about it.

   Lucy came down the stairs and said, “I’m done with my homework.”

   Ken quickly said, “I’ll be right back.”

   He rushed up the stairs to Lucy’s bedroom. He got the tiny camera and went back downstairs. He hooked up some wires to the television that was placed in the living room, and what was recorded on the camera was playing. It showed Lucy doing her homework, but that was only for a moment.  She got off of her bed and ran out of the room. She was out of the room for almost five minutes.

   Pat put her hands on her hips.

   “What were you doing, Lucille Wilton?” she asked with a stern tone.

   When parents use your full name, it usually means either you did something wonderful or something terrible. In this case, it would be terrible.

   Lucy replied, “I broke my pencil and I left to get a new one.”

   What she just said was obviously a lie, because it does not take five minutes to replace a pencil.

To be continued...