The Darker Carnival (The Markhat Files) - Plot & Excerpts
She had left instructions to be awakened promptly at three in the afternoon. By half-past two, Darla and I were halfway across the Brown River Bridge, laughing at the bridge clowns as they capered and dodged. Darla had asked once if Evis was any better. I’d told her I couldn’t honestly tell, and she’d nodded and left it alone. I started to spill the whole works, but decided not to implicate Darla in the lie. Instead, we drove to Cambrit Street, picked up Cornbread from Mama’s shuttered card and potion shop, and then we did not steer for Middling Lane. Darla didn’t speak about the fire. We fussed over Cornbread and I had the driver head for the Riverside Estates, because a man should visit his boat at least once before he charges off to do battle with necromancing carnival devils. Give credit to Darla, Riverside was nice. Not large or fancy—the whole property didn’t occupy quite a city block—but there were fresh-laid cobblestone sidewalks and a garden that would be beautiful in a couple of years and benches and boat-houses and a promising stand of young blood-oak trees.
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