"No one you can't handle," Emma promised, breathing deep and letting the scent soothe her. "My older sister - the one I can't read - and my father would be the only ones who might track me down, I doubt they'll come looking now, when I'll see them this afternoon."
At her lawyer's office. That thought was on the forefront of Emma's mind, not even shielded.
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Date: 2011-04-22 01:39 pm (UTC)At her lawyer's office. That thought was on the forefront of Emma's mind, not even shielded.