get thee to a library, tracey davis (ophidiainherba) wrote in caged, @ 2013-09-11 15:52:00 |
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“Hi.” Tracey let her book bag plop onto the ground next to Megan with a sigh of relief, flexed her shoulder theatrically. “Dad sent me some butterscotch cookies from home; I thought you might like some.” This time of the year, Scotland had almost fourteen hours of daylight, and she wasn’t the only one who took advantage of this before the winter darkness shut them in. Predictably, she had found Megan near her favourite tree. |