Morgan and Kathy protested, but Teresa would have none of it. She was perfectly content to clean up, and as she explained, "I"ve been cleaning up after dinner since I was a kid and since the pizza came from my dad"s restaurant, it only seems right that I should be the one to clean it up."
Finally, the other two gave in and after giving Teresa a quick hug of thanks, they left Ben"s house.
The drive to the museum was oddly silent. The wind barely moved the leaves, and the surf was gentle, rolling onto the shore like a lazy seagull floating on the surf. The nocturnal creatures seemed to rest as well, and Morgan could only occasionally hear the hoot of an owl in the distance.
Even Kathy was quiet, and finally Morgan had to break the silence. "Have there been a lot of break-ins on the islan
