Chapter 79.5
rn my head away till the tears subside, and when I face Gorgon again, I am a different girl, one who will not be told what to do or where to go. “You may go now, Gorgon. Our conversation has ended.” For once the proud warrior seems unsure, and I’m glad of it. “Most High…” “Our conversation has ended,” I repeat. “If I want to speak with you, I shall find you.” On the grass, a merry game has sprung up. Felicity pushes Bessie, who pushes back harder. “Ye can’t best me,” Bessie taunts. Her eyes glimmer. Felicity’s laugh is brittle as weeds. “I already have, or hadn’t you noticed?” Howling like banshees and laughing, they lock arms and struggle to see who shall remain standing while Laverne cheers them on. I run with speed and force, knocking them down like pins and bloodying my lip. And
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