Emilia wasn't much of a shopper, but with Kit gone and the children at school, she was lonely. So - A Collector's Playhouse. Maybe it was the stench, the rising heat, or the presence of confused debutantes, but - EJ was worried. She tucked her hand into the pocket of her jacket to feel for her wand, and glanced around uneasily. Something was off.
She edged towards the door, and found herself blocked by other bodies. This wasn't good.
She edged towards the door, and found herself blocked by other bodies. This wasn't good.