CHAPTER SIXTEEN A Long Knitting Night *SAFFY*OUTSIDE THE HUBBARD Squash, the coast wasn’t clear. Ranger Ganzorig, in hornet mode, was waiting right outside. The Rangers behind him—bristling with bows and quivers—looked like a hornet’s nest without the nest.
“Good morning, Rangers.” Saffy dropped them all a polite curtsy.
The Hubbard lid opened a slit and Psyche slipped out, saw the Fairy Ranger Chief, and curtsied in mid-air.
Ranger Ganzorig looked from Psyche to Saffy. “You took one of our youngest cupids home with you? Outside of the Fairy Kingdom? What were you thinking?”
“I wanted to take a friend home from school?” Saffy hated the way her voice went up at the end of the sentence. That wasn’t supposed to be a question.
“And you helped yourself to something from our library.” Range
