He stumbled.
Where was he?
" Mr. T! Mr. T over here!"
He turned and saw Mrs. Lovett running towards him, her red curls flying.
"Mr. how'd you get here so quickly?" She said, her puzzlement evident in her tone.
He just pointed to his neck where a thin red slash was.
"Mr. T who did it?" She asked softly?
" The "little lamb"" He said.
"Toby? Why?"
"He was pretty mad at what I did."Then changing the subject, "Where are we?"
"M'not really sure s'not like I've died before."
"Well have you explored yet?" He said knowing her answer would be yes.
"Yes."
"And? Have you found anything interesting?" He truly wanted to here her idea of interesting.
"Mista T look around, where do you think we're at?" She said with a hint of exasperation.
He spared her a glance before sweeping his eyes over the landscape.
With shock in his eyes he turned and looked back at Mrs. Lovett, who was smirking (again).
"How did we get here?" He asked.
She answered, "I don't know nor do I intend to find out, really."
Nothing needed to be said,
Because they were home.
By the Sea.
