Twenty-one:
Noel Thayer
The house could clean up the dining room all by itself. Noel knew this, and yet he had been taught to clean up his messes as a child. This was why when Landry and Ellery left, he got up and started to help his mom clean. “Oh no, Mrs. Thayer,” said November, “let me help. I’m sure you’ve got a million things that you have to do.”
Diana Thayer smiled at November. “Thank you, Novi. You’re right. I think I’ll go to my study and respond to some e-mails.” She smiled at Noel, then went up the stairs, and their dad had already vanished up to his own study the minute
Landry and Elle left.
“Elle seems nice,” said November as she helped collect silverware.
“Yeah, she does, doesn’t she?” he said. “It wasn’t anything like I thought it would be.”
“What were you thin
