“It ‘got broke’? You were just playing and all of a sudden it was broken into several pieces? Oh you’ll have to do much better than that, the both of you will.” The others might have believed them, or in Meera’s case might have tried to lessen how bad and event it was. But Jorry saw things in a very black and white way. When he was pleased he was very pleased and when he was displeased…well, Gwyn thought it seemed like they’d find out again.
He’d made her go without dinner that time she had complained but this? She didn’t know what he would do. Something bad no doubt.
And by the looks of it she was right as she was set down then grabbed under her arm, Genna grabbed in the same fashion. “So now you’ll explain to me what happened as I try and think of how to tell everyone the play is off.”
As they moved back toward Meera’s wagon, Gwyn had to run to keep up with the man’s pace, a few times falling and being dragged along. Oh. He was very, very mad. Maybe it wouldn’t just be Genna that got something broken, maybe it would be the both of them.