[This isn't exactly new for her, except that it totally is. Wendy has facts and terms swimming around in her head and not one of them make a lick of sense. Aware that she sticks out in her green vest, black tie, white button-down, and black trousers, she doesn't even know where to begin.
Diving headfirst into the deep end seems just as viable as any other option. So Wendy pulls her coat over her head with one hand, Bo staff in the other, and walks into the marketplace. Step one: find a place that sells an umbrella. She has to resort to rubbernecking to see what the stands are offering.]
Tap-dancing Christ on a cracker.
[Her mother would have scolded her, had she been around to hear her use the Lord's name like that. The severity of the swear only alludes to the seriousness of the situation.]
open like the day is long
Diving headfirst into the deep end seems just as viable as any other option. So Wendy pulls her coat over her head with one hand, Bo staff in the other, and walks into the marketplace. Step one: find a place that sells an umbrella. She has to resort to rubbernecking to see what the stands are offering.]
Tap-dancing Christ on a cracker.
[Her mother would have scolded her, had she been around to hear her use the Lord's name like that. The severity of the swear only alludes to the seriousness of the situation.]