Sam waved a last goodbye to Frodo and the others, then headed for the door.
"I hate to say this." he whispered. "But I fear I was almost as bored as my daughter at that one. "
Stacey grimaced as they went out the door. "Well, better to be bored than tortured or eaten by Orcs, or for that matter being stuck on an Elven ship going someplace it's not supposed to go. "
Sam: True.
They went to the trail that headed past the Great Hall, and Mimi looked up and down it.
"Oh, dear. How are we going to get home? "
Stacey bit her lower lip. She hadn't thought of that, and even if she did call Worthington, she doubted four of them could fit in the back seat of the car comfortably.....
Stacey: Erm, Sam, you wouldn't mind sitting in my lap, would you?
The Hobbit shook his head, seeming to know what she was thinking. "No, not at all. Call Worthington. I've got to get back to Bag End and plant those Moonflower seeds I got. "
Stacey snickered, thinking of the fanficton she was writing that had to do with similar flowers...."Okay. " she activated her wrist communicator. "Worthington? Yes, it's me...could you come get us? We're ready to come home. "
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Giving thanks unto the Father...In whom we have redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of sins.~Colossians1:12a,14
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I am Samwise son of Hamfast, if by hoe or trowel I can get these weeds out of your garden, I will.You have my shears!;)
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