"Well then, once this particular bout of strangeness ends, we'll go visit the refugee law office in town. I remember someone posted about helping out teens trying to get into college." No sense in Quentin hating school because he was bored at school.
At that Linda smiled. She knew the promise of two lessons would take out the sting a bit at least.
Of course Linda wanted Quentin there. At this point, he was her kid. She wanted him to be safe and happy and feel at home with her. She knew she loved him, but those weren't words to be lightly spoken to someone with trust issues.
At the smile, Linda grinned. "Just be glad we can't really online shop, or we'd be getting cheesy Disney family vacation shirts. You, me, Charlie, Chloe, Trixie and possibly Sabrina. Trixie and Sabrina could use some distraction, since Lucifer got sent home." Chloe seemed okay, which made sense given how long Lucifer had been in Hell, but Trixie? Trixie was still a young girl and had essentially lost her father figure.