Different Worlds

It was a quiet journey back to Felicity’s house. Mrs Blackstone tried to jolly everyone along a bit, and she probably did not understand why Louise was as quiet as me, but Felicity managed to distract her, and she presumably thought that my friends were embarrassed for me. So, when we arrived back at the house, she let us go back to Felicity’s room, saying that she would call us down for tea about six o’clock. She was being kind, trying to give us some space, especially me, I suppose, and although the shadows protested, I was starting to warm to her. Maybe we got off to a bad start, because she thought I was Olivia, who I was beginning to think of as the devil incarnate, but since I had begun to make an effort for her, she had shown a different side to her character. It earned her a hug before I followed the other two upstairs.