Larien skipped into the den, where I played with Finwe. "Hi, Larien."
"Hi, Mommy. We're back."
"Did you have a good time at Croissant D'or?" Tha's the breakfast and lunch restaurant on Ursulines St in the French Quarter that Phill likes to visit on the weekends.
"Mommy?" Larien's head cocked and her nose wrinkled. "Why are you speaking New Orleans?"
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