There was nothing to be done at the orphanage, so we extracted Caity’s friend Ester as planned and headed to our hotel. When we got to the familiar suite, the girls went off to their room, gossiping happily. Meanwhile, I was simply fuming at the injustice of the situation. Grandpa sank wearily into a chair and held his head in his hands. “This wasn’t supposed to happen”, he said. Then he looked up at me. “This wasn’t supposed to happen. That damned watch has caused a serious diversion in the timeline.” He looked at Dan. “We’ve got to fix this. We’ve got to get him back to the orphanage if we’re going to save his life.”That last bit jumped out at me. Something was going on that I didn’t know about.While Dan got on the telephone with the hotel manager to ask about local solicitors, I tried piecing together fragments of information. Eventually, in a brilliant example of two plus two equalling five, I asked Grandpa: “Is saving Harry why you didn’t stop mum and dad from dying?”“Is that why. .Her father glanced over, and chuckled. You two are quite the couple! they all laughed at the joke.The twins rolled their eyes, and then rolled their eyes at each other. Such typical middle schoolers, embarrassed by their, and their family's, mere existence.She folded up the magazine, and stuffed it into her small Coach hobo purse.They soon pulled up in front of the hotel, and she stepped out as the doorman opened the door for her. Henry stepped out after, looking dashing in an Armani suit. She straightened the bottom of her Oscar de la Renta wrap around dress, and smoothed her Les Best coat. Her Jimmy Choo heels clicked their way up the carpeted path and into the hotel.They met the other families at the coat rack, where cashmere, suede, mink, and other various fur coats were traded in for little blue tickets with numbers. Emma tucked the ticket into her bag, and smoothed her dress, examining herself in the smooth marble wall. She liked the way her La Perla bra and underwear set made.
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