Strange Times

 

 

So much shit going on of late. I don't know who this Charles Stuart is, but if I ever get my hands on him, I'll tear him limb from limb. And then beat him with them.

Wren's disappearance and subsequent return has left me somewhat overprotective of her. I'm afraid of letting her out of my sight. Someone had her, for three days, and though Wren doesn't remember, I'm sure it wasn't all tea and cookies.