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？There？s　always　room　forfamily　；？　Lord　Marcus　answered；　squeezing　Camilla？s　talonlike　hand

before　turning　back　to　Blair。　？Not　to　worry；　sweetheart。　We？ll　all　have　a　grand　time　together。？

Sure　they　will。

money　isn？t　funny；　honey

Blair　couldn？t　tell　if　the　pounding　was　in　her　head？she？d　put　away　quite　a　few　whiskeys　on　the

plane？or　if　it　was　real。　She　lifted　her　head：　no；　it　was　real；　and　it　was　ing　from　the　door　to　the

bedroom　where　she？d　crashed　last　night；　the　room　formerly　occupied　by　her　hippie　stepbrother；

Aaron　Rose。

？Blair　Cornelia　Waldorf！？

There　was　more　pounding。　It　was　her　mother　and　her　voice　sounded　。　。　。　different。　Was　she　sick？

Did　she　have　something　in　her　mouth？

Eleanor　Rose　pushed　the　door　open　and　stomped　into　the　dark　bedroom；　perching　on　the　edge　of

the　mattress。　She　was　carrying　a　mug　of　coffee　and　was　dressed　in　her　summertime　sleep　outfit；　a

flouncy；　way…too…short　peachy　Eberjey　slip　and　matching　robe。

？Wake　up！？　she　shrieked　hoarsely。

Blair　pulled　the　covers　over　her　head　and　moaned。　Why　was　her　mother　carrying　on　like　this　so

early　in　the　morning？

？Blair　Waldorf；？　her　mom　hissed。　？I？m　serious；　young　lady。　e　out　from　under　there。　We　need

to　have　a　little　chat。？

？I　hope　you　know　I　barely　slept；？　Blair　snapped；　sitting　up　and　snatching　the　coffee　from　her

mother？s　hands。　She　took　a　long　sip　and　tugged　at　the　flimsy　white　Hanro　camisole　she？d　chosen

to　sleep　in。

？First；？　Eleanor　ranted；　？what　are　you　doing　home？？　Gripping　her　robe　with　one　hand；　she

leaned　in　and　studied　her　daughter？s　face。　？You？re　supposed　to　be　in　London！？

For　a　fiftysomething…year…old　who？d　just　had　a　baby；　Elea