Smurths and Smithies
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Author's notes.
This was written in two days, when I got stuck on Chapter 27 and needed to get my mind back in gear.
At that time I was living at Smith House for the first half of the summer, taking Chinese 5 and generally not doing a whole lot. Sebastian, Erik, and I were among the few staying at the house, in a more or less desperate state of refugee living, which translated as the unshavenness mentioned. The fuses mentioned really did have a ten percent failure rate. And the Smurths standing befuddled in an empty storage bay, well, that made me smile. |