The One Way Ticket
The book remained silent, twisting its lips like a female putting on a gloss, “Well, I'm Cwena Engow, and this is Gerey -”
“Spare me the details,” the book screamed loudly at her, “I know who you both are better than you both know yourself,”
“Shhh, you're going to attract my mother's attention if you continue speaking with such volume. And how did you know us?”
“Don't you dare lay as much as a finger on me,” with a scared tone, the book told Gerey who'd wanted to lift it unto his lap, “Unless - you want to burn me.”
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