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Alice nods, but she doesn’t look any happier.
‘Come here.’ Archie opens his arms and Alice falls into them, resting her cheek on his chest. He drops a kiss on the top of her head. ‘I really have missed you, Alice in Wonderland.’
Alice in Wonderland?
Archie catches my eye over the top of Alice’s head and smiles. ‘It was our nickname for Alice when we were kids.’
Alice giggles as she straightens. ‘I’d forgotten about that, Archibald the Great.’
Archie holds up his hands as he says to me, ‘That wasn’t my choice. I’m not that egotistical.’
‘Not like Queen Carolyn,’ Alice says with a giggle. ‘She insisted on that one.’
‘We’ll have to think of a nickname for you,’ Archie tells me. ‘If you’re to become part of the gang.’
Alice widens her eyes at me, her hands clasped and her lips pressing together in an attempt to keep her excitement locked in. I suppose it is quite sweet that Archie is inviting me into their little group.
‘As long as it’s something complimentary,’ I say.
‘Of course.’ Archie nudges Alice. ‘We only give the non-complimentary names to those who truly deserve them.’
Alice claps a hand over her mouth, her eyes widening. ‘The Goblin!’ She and Archie giggle at the shared memory. ‘The Goblin was the name we gave to Francelia, though we never told her that, obviously.’
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