Ethan Gray and Blanche emerged from the kitchen—one collapsing onto the plush sofa, the other reclaiming her throne on the small wooden stool.
Ethan glanced at her, a flicker of concern crossing his face. "Are you sure it’s okay for you to stay here? If Miss Willow realizes you’re missing, she’s going to panic."
"Let her look for a bit," Blanche replied with a nonchalant shrug, her Fourrivers twang making her sound far more worldly than a four-year-old had any right to be.
Ethan sighed. This kid is a menace.
He pulled out his phone and quickly sent a text to Miss Willow, informing her that the "Maize-Mouse" was currently occupying his living room and asking her to keep it a secret from Director Golding. He didn't need a lecture on "k********g" toddlers in the middle of the night.
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