Themis saw the possible collision course that Miss Wallace had inadvertently set them on. She also noted her own unsettling reaction to the idea of being Charley’s “new mum.” It had nothing to do with the child in question so much as it did her identity. Themis wasn’t certain while Charley’s reaction didn’t improve her feelings on the matter. How odd.
Trying to shake the mental cobwebs that began weaving into her thoughts, Themis firmly forced her attention back to Charley’s wardrobe. She also hadn’t forgotten about the rooftops. “That dress would be flattering. Perhaps that cut in different colors?”
Trying to shake the mental cobwebs that began weaving into her thoughts, Themis firmly forced her attention back to Charley’s wardrobe. She also hadn’t forgotten about the rooftops. “That dress would be flattering. Perhaps that cut in different colors?”
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