Cara Tinsel
I was in White moon pack by evening. My flight was short and I was grateful for that. I hated traveling and nothing could make me love it but for this I would take all the discomfort.
I traveled with Mr. Twig, who arranged everything and made sure that it was at least comfortable for me. He knew how much I hated any form of discomfort. Mr. Twig has worked for my family for a long time and, with that, he knew me very well and, thankfully, he always made it easy for me when we needed to be physically present anywhere.
"We will be meeting him tomorrow by 9 am in my hotel room, so before it is time I will make sure I come and get you from your room."
He said as he walked with me into the room.
"Okay, Mr. Twig."
I said as I removed my arm from the hook of his arm and walked a
