Another Serialized Story - Sophie Has A Brainwave - 1

     Mother Adams and older daughter Sophie, a grown-up, are staying at a relative's estate from the other side of the family, while they attend a home schooling convention.  It is during a recession.  Sophie will soon marry a well-to-do gentleman.  Mother Adams has a large family, including twins, all the children being with her at this time, nineteen children.
     Mother Adams and Sophie attend the homeschooling convention together and marvel at the beautiful books.  So many people can't even get work but here they are able to afford beautiful books for the children, marvels Mother Adams.  People out of work were told by some to go back to school and study during the recession but they said they couldn't afford tuition.  Sophie looks forward to when she will be married and one day be a mother and can homeschool her future offspring.
     She looks at copies of Peter Pan and a book about the life of author Mark Twain.  She likes the illustrations of one of the versions of Peter Pan, but finds the other Peter ugly and thinks the children won't like reading the ugly one. 
     They go home to the estate by four horses and buggy, because horses are in fashion igen (sorry, a Swedish word, I quite ran away with myself) I mean again, because the price of fuel was so high.
They reach the relative's home and settle down for the night.  The twins wake them up in the night - they are all twisted up in their bed sheets and were crying.  Mother Adams and Sophie set them to rights. 
     Early next morning, before it is light, they pack everyone up and drive home to their house in the horses and buggy and see all the assortment of tall weeds growing up on the road from disuse.
     What a curious, idle place this is, muttered Mother Adams.
     Yes, said Sophie.
     Suddenly they heard something in the underbrush, a cry.
     What's that?  asked Mother Adams.
     A baby, said Sophie.  Someone had left a baby in a basket at the side of the road on the cousin Adams' estate hoping someone would come by and rescue it.
     Let's adopt it, said Sophie.
     I'd like to adopt it, but I have enough children, said Mother Adams sweetly.  Why don't you adopt it when you're married?

To Be Continued