Live And Let Drood: A Secret Histories Novel (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
I drove through twenty-four hours in a moment, and didn’t feel the slightest twinge of time sickness. From the city to the countryside, from today to tomorrow in one great jump. Though I couldn’t quite decide whether I’d lost a day or gained one. Molly took it all in stride, of course, as she does most things that don’t involve incest, morris dancing or eighties revivals. The sat nav stopped screaming as soon as we left the Merlin Glass behind, and quickly subsided to low whimpering sounds and muttered swear words. “Please don’t ever do that to me again,” the sat nav said piteously. “I’ll be good!” “I’d settle for you being quiet,” said Molly. The Merlin Glass shrank down behind us, shaking itself down to hand-mirror size, and then hurried after the car, shooting down the road to ghost through the rear window and slip straight into my pocket dimension. Without being asked. “All right,” I said loudly.
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