((Timed to the day all these wacky marriage shenanigans began.))Charles’s sister, it transpired, had been assigned a tent just a short stretch of grass away. (The nearest map, on the other hand, was all the way on the other side of whatever that strange thing with the swan boats thought it was, and took a little finding.) Dale couldn’t help but
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Scanning the room for anything that looked like it might house liquor, Charles smiled absently. "So. Something of a pickle, isn't it?"
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Just as for Charles, ingrained courtesy took over for Camilla now. Nana had brought the twins up well in that regard. She returned Charles's kiss with an equally chaste and brief little peck on his cheek, one hand lightly on his shoulder, then went to Dale. "Dale, then. Welcome to the family." There were situations for which Nana had not prepared her, and her brother bringing home a total stranger as a bride was one of them. Camilla didn't know whether to hug the woman, which seemed the proper ( ... )
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"Just water for me," he said, the easy smile on his lips belied by narrowed gray eyes. "Or Coke, maybe. Where's Richard?" he added, feeling the need to punch someonething.
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