WHO: Meg Murry and R WHEN: Early Evening, 10/4 WHERE: Near Town Center WHAT: meeting in person STATUS: In Progress
Charles Wallace would be so much better at this. So many minds and she couldn't muster up enough concentration to push against them as she passed. She was used to being in unusual places and meeting unusual people, but she was also used to having some guidance. Being adrift without a teacher, without Calvin, without her beloved but annoying brother among vampires and werewolves and zombies and gods... she couldn't get her bearings.
She was sitting around the corner from Ghoulstrom, staring at a small bag of candy corn, and was trying to be angry instead of sad. Angry was fuel while sadness just sapped the strength out of her. Screwing up her face, she threw the bag into the street and glared at it furiously.