How (Not) To Play With Magic (A Cindy Eller Short Story Prequel) (Cindy Eller Snack) - Plot & Excerpts
I announced. “I have nothing. You’re going to have to tell Mom.” “Tell Mom what?” Jessi asked, padding into the kitchen with Tansy at her heels. I bit my lip. “Oh,” Tansy said in surprise. “That looks exactly like the dog in my dreams.” Alex went over to Tansy for an ear rub. Typical male. I couldn’t exactly tell her that the creature drooling all over her was my stepfather. “What are you doing up?” I asked, trying not to shoot glances of panic at my sisters, who were sitting at the counter eating my bakery leftovers as if they hadn’t eaten in a week. “Ice cream,” Jessi answered succinctly. “That new ice cream is so good that I couldn’t sleep.” “Me, too,” Tansy agreed. “Jessi, you just pick something out for me.” I looked at them in surprise. We had enough options that we could pick and choose? How much ice cream were we really going to be going through? From the way the freezer was packed, it looked like we were going to be fine through the next big ice cream famine or six.
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