The journey was slow-moving. The landscape had been transformed by the monsoon. It wasn't as easy to navigate as it was a few hours before. But Mob knew they were there before the turtle dove could say anything. On a lit porch sat an old lady, who stood when she saw their silhouettes out in the distance.
"We'll stay here," he said to not-Tome. Mob was not ever really good at knowing what to do or when to do it, but letting them go the rest of the way themselves felt like the right thing.
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"We'll go with you." And they did.
The journey was slow-moving. The landscape had been transformed by the monsoon. It wasn't as easy to navigate as it was a few hours before. But Mob knew they were there before the turtle dove could say anything. On a lit porch sat an old lady, who stood when she saw their silhouettes out in the distance.
"We'll stay here," he said to not-Tome. Mob was not ever really good at knowing what to do or when to do it, but letting them go the rest of the way themselves felt like the right thing.