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Lisa Turpin (bookshop_mama) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"I wonder if that's what's been in the flowerbeds at the shop," she wondered out loud. "Or are they more of a country creature?" Her flowerbeds could be the victim of a stray cat. "It's not considered cruel to toss them?" Perhaps she ought to have taken Care of Magical Creatures at Hogwarts, then she might know the answer herself.

She caught his look as he watched the kids, and chuckled. "We have an extra ball, if Lucy finds she can't live without one. And it's easiest if you set up rules that soccer is an outdoor activity only, right at the start." She spoke from experience, and Christopher still tried to bend the rules when he could.

"Yes, you should. And if you make it to story hour, Lucy can have a seat of honor at the front. Give you a break from trying to save your wallet." She laughed. "Though I do appreciate the patronage."

She sometimes felt guilty that she wasn't as affected by what had happened as some of her old friends, but she'd had quite enough of her own shit going on at the time. "San Francisco. My grandparents live there, so it was the most obvious place to head when I didn't have another choice. Decided to come back when Christopher showed signs of magic, and I wanted him to get to know his roots. There's a magical community in San Francisco of course, but it just seemed like the right time to come home."