NOAH
"Uncle Noah! Uncle Noah!"
Louise's shrill urgent voice made me take my eyes off the road for a second. She had been really quiet during the ride because she had been so engrossed in looking at places and people we passed. Now she was bouncing excitedly up and down in the car seat as she pointed at something.
"Yes, sweetheart?" I said.
"That way! Let's go that way," she cried.
I looked closely now and realized that she was pointing to the right side of the road, and I was just about to turn left.
"But honey, the candy store I want to take you to isn't in that direction. If we go my way, we'll be there in to time."
Louise shook her head, her blonde pigtails swinging from side to side.
"No, Uncle Noah. I don't want to go there. There's a nice store this way. It's called Candyland
