Sorceress Rising (A Gargoyle And Sorceress Tale Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
The mundane routine of after dinner chores helped dispel the residual nervous energy from earlier. Gran had drilled her for every little detail during her exchange with Major Resnick. Gregory hadn’t escaped Gran’s tongue lashing either. She’d merely finished with him sooner and then sent him up to have Jason show him the inner workings of human clothing. Looking mildly contrite, Gregory had slunk off in the general direction Gran had indicated. Lillian had only stood and watched, absolutely gob smacked. That had been a half an hour ago. Now all she wanted was to do a face plant in her bed. “Would you like some chamomile tea? It’s good for the nerves.” Gran gestured at the big, battered old pot sitting in the middle of the table. “Thanks, but I’d probably fall asleep and...” A loud crash echoed from the floor above followed by a window-shaking roar. “On second thought.” Lillian scooped up a cup, poured herself some, and took a sip. “Told you so.” Gran smiled into her cup.
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