 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Was Esme’s jabberwocky over?
Oliver hoped so and as he looked down at her, he could swear to himself that he felt her get calm. He could give himself credit for this but in truth, she wasn’t like other girls; she wasn’t one to drag on a bad moment so that it would grow into something bigger. What a relief!
“You bet I did. It’s not much but I hope you’ll like it. I’ve got to pick it up from the Muggle shop. As a matter of fact, I think I’d better get going now. Do you think you’ll be okay?” Olly wouldn’t want to leave her if she was sad. |