Edie is thinking about magic, because what else do you do with your spare time when the good part of a book isn't calling you with its siren song?
Her thoughts are interrupted by a knocking on her door. She gets up to answer it.
Edie is thinking about magic, because what else do you do with your spare time when the good part of a book isn't calling you with its siren song?
Her thoughts are interrupted by a knocking on her door. She gets up to answer it.
"Mm, there's things I'll need to do before we go too terribly far," she says. "But not too terribly far isn't nowhere..."
If they're not going as far, it makes sense not to go as fast, no? And he did put edging on the list.
"Gorgeous," he replies breathlessly. "Amazing, incredible, beautiful, astounding, fantastic—"