"What day is it?!" Used to these outbursts, neither Cinder or Miss Holly are phased.
"It's still Sunday dear. You guys are leaving in an hour. Are you packed?" Miss Holly asks in her quite voice she tends to reserve for the younger children and Fin. Fin looks around sleepily.
"Ah, yes, I'm ready. Very prepared. The time is good." Fins eyes got progressively heavier as he spoke, and the words quieter until once again he was sound asleep. Cinder shook his head and returned to his own packing.
"What's that you've got there?" Miss Holly asked a little too innocently.
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