Oh Merlin, a Grimm child. He was never going to get her to go home. Art sighed. "Hello, Miss Grimm," he said, because he also didn't want it getting out to Grace Grimm that he was rude to her child.
"It does fly," he allowed, "Or it used to, at least." Art hadn't used the flying carpet in a long time. He wasn't sure how well Desdemona tolerated it.
"It does fly," he allowed, "Or it used to, at least." Art hadn't used the flying carpet in a long time. He wasn't sure how well Desdemona tolerated it.
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