“Why the gag?” Clara asked.
Sparky’s eyes glowed blue while nodding several times in rapid succession… that at least answers who did it…
“She’s not adjusting well,” Silver confessed.
“I don’t think you three did either,” Clara replied.
“I was reasonable in comparison,” Ethereal said.
The deadpan delivery normally leeched the warmth from the very air Clara breathed. In this case it came across as an attempt at humour.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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