AN: Sorry for the delay. Things came up that I had to take care of, then I got hit by major writer’s block. Thanks to my loyal readers for their patience, and thanks for the kind reviews.
I own Thomas, Elizabeth, and John Walker. Disney owns the others.
On a side note, I’m gonna try something slightly different. Non-story text will still be divided by the dividing line, and flash-backs will still be in italics, but I’m gonna start using AAAAAAAAAAA for scene changes. Let me know how it looks.
One final note. Considering that had I not been hit with writer’s block, I would have finished this story months ago, I am going to give the answer to the cultural references at the end of this chapter. You’ve all waited long enough.
“How’s he doing?” Shego asks softly as she pushes the shoji door (1) aside to step into the room where Kim is kneeling on the tatami mats (2) that make up the floor of the room. The room is bare, a small bed, little more than a mat, on the floor, thin paper walls, called fusuma,, murals of fantastical beasts done in watercolors on the walls.