"The Bracken Border?" Megan asked dubiosly.
"Yeah, you is on the she-she people side" Doldi replied.
"The she-she side?" Martina said.
"Aye, that's where the castle is and all the legal rubbish."
"Where are we?" I said.
"I told you! Didn't I tell you?"
Megan nodded her head furiously.
"You is on the wrong side of the Bracken Border!"
"Yeah, yeah, I know...but WHERE are we. Like, WHERE is this Bracken Border. Which province?" I said very slowly, hoping Doldi would understand me.
"Province?" Doldi repeated stupidly, "What in the name of Epsicron is a province?"
"Okay, I give up." I muttered.
Megan nudged me ans stepped forwards. "Doldi, what is an Epsicron?"
Doldi cast a sympathetic glance in my direction. "You poor dears!" she clucked. "You must be having a hard day if you don't know where you live."
"What are you talking about?" I retorted, "Megan asked you what an Epsicron is, not...not whether or not we're having a bad day!"
"I did very well answer your friend's question Miss Cranky-Potts." Doldi said.
I raised my eyebrows. "So what is an Epsicron?"
Doldi sighed dramatically. "It's were you are Honey-bun, Epsicron is here. Epsicron is the ground beneath your feet. The sky above your head, the trees around you."
"Which continent?" Martina interjected.
"Continent? Now you is making no sense either! Look, what you three need is a little nap and a bowl of my vegetable soup. Now come on, it's a long walk to my house and I don't want any complaining the whole way!" she commanded.
"But we have a party tonight at Lauren's house and our parents will be getting worried. We've been here for almost an hour and a half alrea..."
"AH!" Doldi interrupted, "That, is a complaint."
She was already halfway up the hill when she turned. "Oh, and there haven't been any parties 'round 'ere since the Outbreak-and that was ages ago."
None of us asked what the Outbreak was. we just followed Doldi up the hill to her house.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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