>>2352116“She’s a four foot tall old lady of around eighty! Her hair is white and she’s always squinting! She can’t go in an adventure, how could she?”
“Eighty! That’s incredible! Just how long do humans live for?” Aurora interestedly interrupted.
“Stop yelling in front of my house!” Old Man Yarn screamed at us, I hoped he hadn’t heard or seen Yin.
“Well, EXCUSE ME!” I was mad at him, too. “You first phrase it as if… as if something bad had happened to Granny and now I find out that my geriatric relative went on a journey! Excuse me if I yell a little!”
“That’s it! I’m getting my hard boots!” he seethed.
He was serious. Old memories of a stinging pain at the side of my head came back in a rush.
“Let’s leave,” I urged. “He has very good aim.”
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