“Go get ready, then. I’ll tell your mother where we’re going and get the car pulled around.”
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‘All right,’ Feet shuffled hurriedly on the way out, stopping only by the coat rack to grab his jacket. He was already quite decent, if he said so himself. No trip back to his room was needed. (His sisters would have protested, but they weren’t here and he saw no need to act like they were.)