Chapter 6: The New Plan
Therianne Conway cuddles warm and snug in her burrow in Shiloh Street Park. Above and around her, on the sidewalks and in the parking lots, she hears the hollow thumps of footfalls and the distant echoes of human voices. Up there in the human world it’s cold and windy; down here in her burrow it’s toasty. She’s safe now.
Safe enough to undertake her new mission without all the distractions and interruptions of the old therians’ home.
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She listens to the thumps outside her burrow. She opens her whole earthworm being to the resonances. Especially the ones from farther afield.
Somewhere out there her Master needs her.
Somewhere in Florida, in the wilds of Palm Beach, Lord Trump is on the prowl.
The New Plan is in play.
