“I hate this place so much.”
Randolph glared at Rebecca, willing himself to not snap at her. “You were the one who wanted to come here in the first place, remember?”
They were, of course, talking about Atlantis.
“That was because this is where Papa and Aunt Fainel were going,” she said, rolling her eyes. “It was mysterious! Enigmatic!”
Randolph was surprised she knew words that big.
“But ...