A Good Talk
Sally Roth's dads rode with her on the train to Gotham. It was one of their more awkwardly quiet family trips ever, though she supposed it was better than going to school like this.
Her stepdad tried to talk to her reassuringly as she hunched herself over in her Granny Flores's overcoat. It wasn't particularly cold, but it was the best defense she could think of against the turned heads.
Eventually, they reached Gotham. Her dads helped her find the home of the lady Mr. Blood had mentioned, and then headed off to deal with some of her father's business stuff, get some food, and have a long talk of their own. Her stepdad initially wanted to stay with her at Miss Craft's, but her father didn't think it was a good idea. "It's not like you'll understand any of it," he'd said, and then silenced the oncoming angry retort with whispers he thought Sally couldn't hear, about making it a 'girl thing' to make it easier on her.
So Salome Roth was standing in Victoria Craft's doorway.
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