Gale laughed, remembering the night fondly. “Tree climbing is quite therapeutic, I must say..”
“Yes, how simple it must be to live in the trees. Must be why you’re so well adjusted.” She smiled faintly.
“Must be.” he chuckled. “So when tomorrow are you heading out?”
Clove groaned, kicking the contents of her suitcase onto the floor. “Early. She wants to be there to see him bake.” Listlessly she began to sort through the pile; nudging aside her hideously sleek and high shoes, catching the fabric of her tight and vibrant dresses and tossing them out of sight. “So, by whatever time you decide to head down, I’ll already be bored out of my skull listening to her praise his perfection.”
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