On the way home, Wendy rested her head on his shoulder. She desperately hugged the crystal ball, falling into sleep.
But as the driver swung the car around a corner, Wendy sat upright to give out a dry cough.
"Stop!"
The driver hurriedly pulled over.
Wendy then immediately stormed out. She retched again along the road.
Henson got out of the car to pat on her back.
"Why do you drink so mach?"
Wendy turned her head to look at him dazedly. "Huh…Henson." Hiccup. " ha, ha. You are Henson Charles."
"Yes, I am Henson Charles."
Wendy shook her head and said, "Um, no. I can't be friends with Henson Charles. Henson Charles… Burp, is a plague."
"Why do you call him a plague?"
"Henson is the partner of the Nicholson family. I should go away from anything that related to the Nicholson family
