Inktober Prompt: Injured
29 October, 2019
All our scheming last night for naught! But your injured hand will give us time to refine our plans, and the burn is superficial enough not to delay us for more than a day or two.
Still, I wish your dear papa had not carried on as though it were the Apocalypse. It almost seemed as if he thrust the tea kettle onto your hand on purpose.
I shall write our plan later for us to review. It is my turn to be stealthy and come to your room. Save a flashlight for