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[Primus]
“Go away, wench, leave me be.”
“Not today, Little Brother. I know Carnelia is waiting for you. She’s always waiting for you. She sits outside your arboretum waiting to see if you’ll walk by.” Ona pokes at me. I roll over, attempting to ignore her as I pull a pillow over my head.
“Oh no you don’t!" She grumbles as she hops on the bed and begins hitting me over and over again with one of my other pillows. “I made a promise to her that I would get you to talk to her and today is the last day I have to do this, damn it! Get up you lazy goose.”
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