Traci Ashbe Dark Epic Fantasy Author

“Okay, Lucy. You can let go of my new toy.”

“mom told me to keep you entertained.”

“I get that, but really, I’ll stay out of trouble if you let go.”

“Yeah, like the time you took off with that bath mat?”

“I’m serious. I have grown up. I don’t do that stuff anymore.”

“How about that toilet paper roll?”

“Come on. Tell me you could resist grabbing that puppy.”

“I haven’t done that trick for five years.”

“Okay then. I promise. No funny business if you give me the toy.”

“What will I tell mom if you break your promise?”

“I won’t break it. I promise. By the way, when is Bailey coming home.”

“The Boss is picking her up in San Antonio this afternoon.”

“San Antonio? How come so far?”

“Bailey was pretty sick, little one. She had to be transported to the clinic there. She wasn’t getting better…