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 Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 10:13 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 8:44 pm
August 29, 2007
"Miz Goreee?" Stosh said, his pale eyes turned up toward his rogue kite, caught in the limbs of a well-kept maple. "'Ow we gonna gettit down?"
Bernadine stepped up behind him and rested her hands on the boy's shoulders. "You are going to go get Reghen and ask him to do it." At the start of Stosh's sigh, she continued, speaking louder than she had been before. "Nicely. And you don't want to make fun of little Tana while you do it, understood? I will find out."
Stosh sighed again, and this one went uninterrupted. "'Kay," he said. He began trudging back to the house.
She knew Reghen would balk as well, mutter something under his breath about being better than all this before skittering up the trunk of the thieving tree and coming back down covered in scratches and leaves. He had to get used to it - when Bernadine was gone he would be the one to care for the children all by himself.
Now it was Mrs. Gorey's turn to sigh. It had been two months since she had ventured to that compound and met that horrible enforcer. When were they going to introduce her to her new ward? She watched as Stosh regained the bounce in his step halfway to the house, and a smile tugged at her lips. It wasn't that she disliked it here, it was just finally time to move on.
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