Darby
“I smell snow. What about you, Tessa?”
Beside me, she scents at the air.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen snow, and not ever in your lifetime.” I’m chattering away mindlessly, trying to contain my anxiety. So many things happened over the weekend, besides the alliance to go after the vampires, I’m coming undone at the seams.
“Your ball is not yellow anymore. I’m not certain they have a name for that particular shade of grime. Perhaps we should stop by the pet boutique on the plaza on the way home and spend a bit of Ian’s money.”
“Of course. Stay close to the verge, please.”
I watch with a grin as Tessa canters away in eager fishtails, her nose to the ground following something of interest.
With no other distraction option, I continue to my trees resignedly, slowly m
