Cursebreakers seemed like a good option to Cynthia. She overheard the conversation as she came back to the work area, and quietly slipped into the little circle. Some of these people had been here for so much longer than her lousy day, so they knew what to do. And Mr. Taylor spoke thirteen languages! That put shame to her fluent eight.
"Is there a curse?" Cynthia asked. Layla's previous question had made it seem like there was an "it" stopping them from entering. But this was different...