Uncle s LighthouseChapter 3
The next day Martin announced he and Kit were going to town to get her a dress and Kit some clothes. She wanted to go, but when she picked up her stiff smelly dress, she couldn’t bear to put it back on. Furthermore she couldn’t bear to be seen in the tattered thing, even if she washed it. She dropped the dress and turned to find her uncle standing right beside her. “I have to measure you,” he said. His hands came to her waist, and he saw that his thumbs and fingers touched. His hands slid...