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Lacey Burrows (lacey_burrows) wrote in spinningcompass,

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Lacey chucked.  "I must have made you some of my macaroodles while you were growing up."  They were a staple on her kids menu, a mac and cheese dish that she insisted was much better than kraft dinner.   They'd helped soothe things over in Dog River after the soccer misunderstanding.  "Kids always like those."

"Werewolf door?"   Lacey asked.   "Was it a door with werewolves or a door where you got to be werewolves?   Were there any robots?"   She was more curious about the first question than the second, but Hank would have wanted her to ask.

Lacey shrugged.  "I don't see the harm.  Now that you've come back in time, there's a new timeline-thingy."  There was probably a more technical term.   She could check on that later.  "Well, to be honest.  I'm not sure if it's the usual craziness.   I've seen shadows that seem to move.  That's a relatively new one."