Chicory Up: The Pixie Chronicles - Plot & Excerpts
He quickly lost sight of her diminutive form among the mass of humanity. On the dais, George Pepperidge banged his gavel helplessly for order. If Chase had been in uniform, he’d have a whistle. Damned regulations kept him out of uniform and off the street. Not knowing what else to do, Chase put two fingers into his mouth and blew. The shrill sound cut through the noise. “Give the lady room to breathe, and we’ll all get our questions answered,” he called. A few bodies moved backward, enough to let him see the top of Dusty’s head. Resolutely, he stalked forward, elbowing people out of the way until he stood next to his fiancée. She looked up at him, bewildered and grateful and near panicked. “You okay?” he asked quietly. “Better now that you’re here.” Her breathing sounded ragged, and sweat dotted her brow. “How am I going to fit my whole diorama into the high school gym? I need three flatbed trucks,” someone asked from the other side of Dusty. Two other people pressed against Chase’s back.
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