Luke Skywalker entered the house that he and Mara had made accueil on Ossus. The normal chaos was not blaring from the holovid, which was strange. He heard a sound in the cuisine and turned to look that way. His wife came around the corner, arms crossed and a slightly murderous expression on her face.
This couldn’t be good.
He leaned vers l'avant, vers l’avant to give her a Kiss on the mouth and was met halfway. Good, he thought, at least its not me.
“Hmmm. I don’t need the Force to figure out that something’s wrong,” Luke a dit cautiously.
“Oh, toi don’t need it. The school called today,” she replied,...
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