“Wake up, Fair child!” Thomas shook the sleeping form on the settee. “It is time to get moving!”
“Huh?” She stirred and poked her head out from under the blanket. “It’s still dark out! I can hear the frog birds.”
“I have a special surprise for you today, but we have to leave very early to get there in time,” he said excitedly.
“What is it?” she asked, yawning and pulling the blanket off.
“I told you, it is a—”
Fair made a face as her feet hit the ground that startled Thomas and he stood up off of the bed.
Her eyes grew large then she took off at a run.
“What is wrong?” he called after her, chasing her through the library.
She did not answer but continued to dash across the main hall and into the guest wing.
“What is going on?” Margret showed up alongside Thomas.
“I don’t know. We are running!” he said and tried to keep up.
Fair disappeared behind a door and slammed it shut behind her.
Thomas slid to a stop, laughing, and Margret slammed into him. They fell splayed across the floor. Thomas could not stop laughing.
“What is so funny?” Margret asked.
He could not answer but a few moments later the door opened again. Fair stood there with her arms akimbo.
“Nothing is funny,” she said in a firm voice. “I just had to pee really bad!”
Thomas just laughed harder.
“Stop laughing!” she insisted. “I just had to pee!”