Andromeda Nemisia Tonks' Journal

001- 8/17/00
Today became an impromptu "Bring your grandson to work day" when I picked up the paper this morning. Yes, I know I've become rather paranoid in my antiquity, but who can blame me, really? And Teddy doesn't mind, he finds my work fascinating what with all the new shiny things to play with, and all the patients love him. But he has started to get a little antsy as the afternoon wears on. It's a quiet afternoon (not too many visitors today, not with a headline like that), so I might see if I can take on some of the deliveries to get Teddy out and about for a bit.

[Ginny]
Looks like Teddy and I'll be on a delivery to Freelance HQ in a bit, would you like some company?