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Ben didn’t say a word about the war I’d started with Francis Flamingo on the way home. Not that I’d struck the first blow, but I was sure he was thinking that what I’d done was unnecessary, and I should've left well enough alone. He might’ve been right. After all, she’d already shown she had no problem attacking my home. Who knew what might come next? If she was half as crazy as her daughter, it would be a problem. I hoped my threat of getting Fionna kicked out of the academy would be taken seriously, but with unstable people it is hard to know what they might be thinking.
I answered a few questions about what I’d done when I got home, but most of the pack was preoccupied with present wrapping, so we concentrated on that. Melanie had the great idea of color-coding the gifts by family with different kinds of wrapping paper. Since we had enough varietie
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