She sat with Kat during her lighthouse shift and worried about all the things that could go wrong. Uncle Tom would be in the lighthouse tower for the overnight shift. The most difficult moment would be leaving the cottage and getting onto the road unseen. “You’re so fidgety tonight,” Kat said. “What’s the matter?” “Nothing,” Lizabeth answered. She glanced at her cousin. Should she ask Kat for help? It would be so much easier with Kat for company. It might even be fun. After all, Kat was the adventurous one. She even stowed away on a fishing boat last year to go to Boston! “Kat, I’m going to…” Lizabeth started. Then she bit her lip. Better not. Kat didn’t understand how very important the right dress was. She’d just say to wear something else. She’d talk her out of it. “You’re going to what?” Kat asked. “Nothing,” Lizabeth mumbled. Finally the shift was over. Finally they got ready for bed. Kat burrowed into her bedroll. Lizabeth listened to the sound of her cousin’s breathing.
