Dylan said, “Go ahead.”

He was a bit hungry too and wanted to eat.

Imogen called for Wendy and instructed her to make a fresh pot of tea and serve some of the snacks she usually ate.

Once Wendy finished preparing the tea, Imogen poured a cup for Dylan and said, “You can start your story now.”

“Ms. Doyle, I’m not making up a story, I’m—Ms. Doyle, you are Fox, aren’t you?” Dylan asked again.

“Mr. York, I’ve told you, I don’t know who Fox is. I only know a fox is an animal, like in the zoo. If