What is this place?" Now that they'd stopped, his body registered violent objection to the abuse of a mile's walk down the mountain. Hell. To pay. Pandelion whined.

"Home," replied Miss Willow.

He held out his hand for the key.

She sighed. "You're a very managing sort."

"I am a man, Miss Willow."

"I dislike being managed."

"Alas," said Sebastian.

Autor: Carolyn Jewel

What is this place?" Now that they'd stopped, his body registered violent objection to the abuse of a mile's walk down the mountain. Hell. To pay. Pandelion whined.<br /><br />"Home," replied Miss Willow.<br /><br />He held out his hand for the key.<br /><br />She sighed. "You're a very managing sort."<br /><br />"I am a man, Miss Willow."<br /><br />"I dislike being managed."<br /><br />"Alas," said Sebastian. - Carolyn Jewel

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