The mirror behind Antigone huffed as the ragged man said a rather rude remark about wagging tongues and concerned parents or something... "Why don't you just shoo him off, Miss Antigone. He looks like a poor little puppy over you right now. He might have fleas," said the mirror in her tinkling little voice dripping with disdain.
Antigone released him and eyed him sternly. "Malachi Brown, I will fix you up if it's the last thing I do. And that remark was a bit out of the way as Sheila said. YOu are more than just a concerned parent. You are part of my life and I will do whatever I can to help you... I know that I respnsible for a lot of the pain and anguish, allow me to help mend you. Hell, you can remove all memory of me from your brain if that is what it takes to make you better. I am sorry. I will see to it that the Headmaster gets her paperwork and we can try and get her sorted before term starts," Antigone said going into business mode.
"I will see you on Thursday with dinner made. Till then," she said as she turned on her heel and made her way down the corridor. |