Traci Ashbe Dark Epic Fantasy Author

“Oh my gosh, Lucy. I can see that mess from here.”

“Mess what mess?”

“On the rug. See those black spots?”

“Uh. Where do you suppose they came from?”

“You know darned well. They came off your feet.”

“From that LaBria tar pit out back I’m thinking.”

“I’m going to save you by staging a ruckus.”

“What good is that going to do?”

“When mom sees the dirt, she will think we both did it.”

“You would do that for me?”

“Of course, you are my big sissie.”

“You are the greatest.”

“Darn they are still there.”

“What did you expect?”

“Okay, you two. Where did this dirt come from?”

“Hey, Mom. I was just getting Lucy to confess to bringing in the mess.”

“Okay, Lucy. I got you pinned. I’m going to give you to the count of three to spill the beans.”

“Twiggy. You might as well cut the…