I was in a castle! A real and truly totally awesome castle! "Eeeeee!" I squealed and danced in a circle in the cobblestone entry. I dropped my bag and did the sprinkler before switching to the robot.
"Ahem..." a gruff voice said interrupting my very embarrassing lack of rhythm.
"Oh!" I dropped my hands to my sides and felt my face flush. I just couldn't turn around I was too mortified.
"Miss Peterson I presume?" The old man asked, and I could feel his amusement in each word he said.
I closed my eyes and turned around slowly. "Guilty, but right now I'd rather be anyone else. How embarrassing."
Across the room under and alcove was a small man, bent and withered with age. He wore khaki pants and a wool sweater and was shaking a...
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