*Will*
I feel the tension in Millie as we depart from Agatha’s room. I haven’t heard enough to know what they were discussing, but I can certainly guess.
“I apologize for my sister,” I say when we’re out of earshot. “It’s no excuse for rudeness, but she has felt the need to take on a motherly role where my brother and I are concerned.”
“I know, but she really pissed me off.”
I raise a brow at the expression. I’m not sure exactly what it means, but it comes across as vulgar… and somehow appropriate. I can’t say I haven’t felt “pissed off” by Agatha now and again. “I’m sorry.”
“I mean, I’m glad she’s loaning me dresses,” she adds. “That part is nice. But to accuse me of… never mind. I just want to forget it.”
“That’s for the best idea under the circumstances.” I look ahead and notice
