Artemisia
“One, two, three… Would you please hold still?”
Lisa and I chuckle as we watch Celeste count the pups that can’t seem to hold still.
“They are so cute,” I say, pushing myself off the small bus that we are leaning on.
Lisa is still biting on a straw from the juices we just drank. “Terribly cute.”
“I’ve packed everything now, Missy. You won’t miss anything even during your excursion,” Daisy appears out of nowhere, carrying a huge rucksack on her shoulders.
I force a smile as Lisa laughs. “Great! Thank you, Daisy.”
Suddenly, the pups start jumping up and down as they see the warriors approaching and we step around the car to look at them getting closer as well.
“Strange,” I murmur, getting Daisy and Lisa to look at me questioningly. “I can’t see Matthew.”
“Oh,” D
