Story Set
Lina Hemingway had always loved magical London with its tense, tight trees. It was a place where she felt relaxed. She was quite adorable, but mean, and an addicted cocoa drinker with wide elbows and pretty eyes. Her friends saw her as a helpless but cheerful hero. Once, she had even brought a weak baby flamingo back from the brink of death. That’s the sort of woman she was. Lina walked over to the window and reflected on her grand surroundings. The sun shone like partying lizards. Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the...