Oh, trust me. T-there were problems" April returned. "The headaches that come with my prophecies have been g-g-g-getting worse."
It took a minute for Snow's question to sink in. "Oh. Um...I...well, I'm l-l-living with this really nice lady called P-P-P-P-P-P-P...P-P-Pennnnelope G-G-G-Garcia. But I would rrrrrreally love to come and stay with you." April cursed under her breath. She could swear her stutter was getting worse. She hadn't had that much trouble with names in a long time, and she had only ever stuttered on Garcia's name once. Maybe twice.