Part 14:
link Arthur was feeling more like James Bond than Superman at the moment. He’d sold his Corvette to a dealership Friday afternoon and was now in Merlin’s car, driving to meet Elyan at Lincoln Elementary at 10 p.m.
They pull into the parking lot just as Elyan drives up in the Impala. He parks beside them and gets out of the car.
“Hey,” he nods at Arthur as he climbs out of the passenger side of Merlin’s giant Oldsmobile.
“Hey, Elyan, thanks. I’m sure Guinevere really appreciates...
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