It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon. They had been so busy exploring, and then so entranced with Clarissa's narrative, that they hadn't thought of eating since their late breakfast. Moses mopped up the last of the spicy barbecue sauce with his bread. He still has guests to entertain. But they'll all be gone by dusk.
Grandfather likes to sit on the porch at the Inn and watch the sun set over the lake.
That's always a good time to get him to talk. The next few hours passed as slowly as Christmas eve. Damon and Moses had a hundred questions, but Clarissa refused to answer a single one. She did, at least, persuade Charles and Ellen to let the boys stay behind when they headed home. Your parents and grandparents must be exhausted after feeding this crowd.