We had done so much and eaten so much junk, I felt silly, like a tourist in my own city. But it was worth it to see how much the roos lit up with each stop. The rain was more of a blessing than a curse as there weren't many actual tourists out and we had free range of the city core. By the time we got out of the London Film Museum, the rain had started picking up again with the frigid wind. Just what I needed was for the children to catch a cold. We decided to call it a day, besides, Steph would be getting home soon. I grinned at the thought of her and caught myself balling my toes up in my shoes. Stupid crush. As we rode back to the flat, I checked Nat's arm again. Tabby noticed and said with humor, “Her arm isn't going to fall off Ange. It was fine the last hundred times you checked.” Paya scolded her, “She feels responsible.” Tabs narrowed her eyes in confusion. “For something that happened at school?” When nobody said a word, she said as she looked up at the roof of the car, “Save me?”
