“Even Dad likes it," said Caddy, and her father agreed that he did. In a way. Being a broad-minded, tolerant, artistic sort… — Hilary McKay Copy Share Image
“Caddy came home on Friday evening. Perfectly Harmless Patrick brought her in his battered old car... "Crikey, Caddy!" said Indigo, and he… — Hilary McKay Copy Share Image
Saffy could tell by the feel of the darkness that Caddy was awake. She said, "Caddy, how far back can you remember?"… — Hilary McKay Copy Share Image
