Missy - Has something to keep her breathing in space

‘MISSY!’ Jack cried delightedly.

Esme opened her eyes to see their new governess arriving on the Moon.

‘Good morning, you horrible, vile, detestable children. And who exactly gave you permission to go gallivanting about on the Moon today?’

She was drifting down from the stars with her sturdy umbrella unfurled. She floated as if gravity and airlessness had no meaning to her whatsoever.

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The Missy Chronicles: Teddy Sparkles Must Die!