Today, as I milked and fed Miss Bessie, I was still worrying about how to tell Leslie that I did not want to go to Terabithia due to the dangerous currents in the creek. Suddenly, May Belle came to look for me, informing me that Ms Edmunds had called. I went into the house to answer my call. Ms Edmunds wanted to invite me to view the National Gallery in Washington with her. I went to my mother's room and asked her for 'permission' when she was just half-awake as I knew that she would refuse to let me go if she woke up and considered the matter. True enough, she mumbled in 'agreement'. I got dressed and went to wait for Ms Edmunds to arrive in her car.
I was afraid to look back at my house even after she had driven off lest I saw my mother screaming for me. It was not until the car was past Millsburg that it occured to me that I should have asked Ms Edmunds if Leslie could accompany us on this trip. Then again, I simply could not suppress the secret pleasure at being alone in this small cosy car with my teacher.

Both of us had a wonderful day viewing the gallery. However when it was lunchtime, I was horrified to realise that I had no money with me to purchase a meal. Ms Edmunds told me firmly that she was going to pay for my meal as she had invited me out in the first place. I found myself getting a three-dollar meal which was far more than I had meant for her to spend on me.
Tomorrow, I would check out with Leslie how I should have handled things. After lunch, we went to the Smithsonian to see the dinosaurs and the Indians. When we went outdoors, we realised that the rain had stopped and Ms Edmunds marvelled that it was a miracle. All the way home, I had a pleasant time listening to the various funny stories my teacher had to tell.

When I reached home, I thanked Ms Edmunds for the wonderful day and got out of the car. I could hardly wait to share the day's events with Leslie.