Thank you for having me.” She didn’t know what else to say.
Edaline smiled, but sadness lingered in her eyes. “I hope you can stay for tea,” she told Kendric. “There’s mallowmelt.”
Kendric’s face lit up. “If you insist.”
Mallowmelt turned out to be a gooey cake that tasted like fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies soaked in ice cream and covered in frosting and butterscotch. It melted on her tongue and was, hands down, the best thing Irrissa had ever tasted. She giggled as Kendric helped himself to three pieces. Grady joined them a few minutes later—his hair still dripping from a hasty shower—and helped himself to four slices.
Tea was served in a nook in the kitchen, and even though Irrissa could see orange, feathery dinosaurs grazing outside in one of the pastures, it reminded her a lit
