May 30th, 1895 - Swan Residence
Angie had asked for half a day off, knowing the students would be released after breakfast and she ought to be home when Connor got there. She had sent letters both to him and Headmaster Black, detailing the change in location for his end of the term, though neither had deigned to reply. She could guess Connor's reaction, and was as ready as she could be. Their little house, though on the nicer side of Pennyworth, was nowhere near as extravagant as the manor, but definitely an upgrade for Angie from the London flat. It still didn't feel real despite the fact that she had been here for a couple of days. Once Cash had gotten his things from the flat (that she had offered to keep storing at the new house), she had wrapped up her own packing and sent everything over.
It was weird; she didn't exactly like it.
She had the feeling Connor wasn't going to like it either, but they were in this together, regardless.
His things were in his room, though she hadn't had the time to put anything away for him or even decorate it much really. The manor still had some things and she planned to take him to see if there was anything else he wanted before she started to get rid of it all in earnest. Once the manor was gone, she would be able to replenish her savings and set the rest aside for Connor's education and future. It felt even less real to suddenly be thrust into this guardianship, but she was not about to just leave him either. He'd lost enough already.
The walk back from the train station had been near silent and as Angie let them back into the house, she levitated his trunk up the stairs. "Welcome home?" She intoned it like a question, mostly because she really wasn't sure what else to say.
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