Chapter 40: DividedAntonia returned from dinner at Elilise’s house two hours later, brandishing a weighty container of mac and cheese, and a mask.
“It’s a goblin!”
Of course it was.
Exhausted and full of chatter, she soon found her bed and drifted off to sleep. Her buzzing energy pacified the worried thoughts threatening my sanity, but now the silence heralded their return. I sat at the kitchen counter eating lukewarm mac and worrying about Ivan and the Vandenrouge estate…
And Antonia.
And Chester’s ghost.
And…
And…
There were a million worries.
Yelena’s mac and cheese was real good. With enough cream, crunchy breadcrumbs and cheese, you could taste the love she’d poured into the dish. It elevated the last bottle of Joel’s mediocre brew. I focused on the food, forcing worries from
