Chapter Three
They peered around the door and spotted Felix, Sybil, and Cosette staring silently at each other. The water was instantly forgotten and Myrtle and Miles hovered in the kitchen door, not entering the room. What was playing out was as familiar to Myrtle as old storylines on her soap opera.
“I knew it!” Sybil was hissing, with the same over-the-top melodrama employed by Myrtle’s soap.
Felix said coldly, “Get ahold of yourself, Sybil. You’re misreading the whole situation.”
“No you’re not,” said Cosette quickly, with a smirk at Sybil.
Sybil gave a half-sob. “You’ll be sorry, Cosette,” she hollered as she bolted for the kitchen door, pushing past Myrtle and Miles on the way out.
Felix and Cosette suddenly noticed Miles and Myrtle standing there. “Um. Water?” asked Myrtle.
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