Paige
Locke might not have known her really well, but Paige knew all about Locke. Well, as much as Auntie Maeve was willing to tell her, but Paige made sure to ask so many questions. She lets the man pick her up, looping an arm around his neck easily as her eyes go wide, "Unicorn hair? That sounds silly. What's it taste like? Is it good?" Paige asks, excitement in her voice as she wiggles in his arms, straining and stretching to try getting a better look at everything. There was so much to take in and see. So much to do. A booth with brightly colored twinkling lights catches her attention and she points to it, "What's that?"
Paige looks back at Locke expectantly, sure that he has all the answers to her questions, knowing that most adults do. He's an adult too. So he has to know. That's how it works. "Are you and Auntie Maeve in love?"
Paige looks back at Locke expectantly, sure that he has all the answers to her questions, knowing that most adults do. He's an adult too. So he has to know. That's how it works. "Are you and Auntie Maeve in love?"
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Passed down like folk songs, the love lasts so long
Passed down like folk songs, the love lasts so long
