Part 17:
link Gwen blinks her eyes open.
Where am I? Oh, right. Milwaukee. Arthur’s uncle’s house. She looks at the clock.
9:37! I haven’t slept this late in years! She swings her feet down, sliding them into her slippers. She looks around the room.
I didn’t bring that many boxes, why do I still have half of them left? Oh. Right. After Arthur went to cama I spent the rest of the evening in Morgana’s room till far too late. Gwen has decided that she definitely likes Morgana. She’s exuberant and witty.
Arthur said...
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