...There was that familiar feeling: horror plucking at her throat and pricking at her heart. Sent home? As certain as Archie himself did not sound, she felt those words with terrible terrible certainty. It only made sense; after all, everyone else was tumbling home.
Except -- "How could that...I mean, no offence but I wasn't really certain you had two years left in you, back home."
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Except -- "How could that...I mean, no offence but I wasn't really certain you had two years left in you, back home."