For some reason I suddenly felt as if my heart had been ripped out and swapped with a counterfeit made of lead. “Are you all right, dearie?” Miss Mountjoy asked. “You seem a little peaked.” Peaked? I felt as if I were about to puke. Perhaps it was nervousness, or perhaps it was an unconscious attempt to stave off nausea, but to my horror I found myself blurting out, “Did you ever hear of a Mr. Twining, of Greyminster School?”
I found this confusing and out of character. Why did she feel sick? and why would she ask her about what's-his-face? This felt like author shenanigans.
