CHAPTER FOUR
My host moved toward his stony abode, but I took one step into the yellow grass and recalled my mission. “Um, Sir Barclay?”
He paused and turned back to me with a raised eyebrow. “Please, call me Percy.”
“Um, Percy,” I complied as I swept my eyes over the knee-deep grass. “You wouldn’t happen to have seen a puppy around here, would you? He just hopped in here before you came up to me.”
He shook his head. “No such animal passed my path, but mayhap it ventured back through the Veil. Living creatures abhor this land, and the dead never linger here for long.” He looked me over again. “With the exception of you, it seems.”
“Well, I’m just staying here to help out for a while,” I explained as I hunkered down low and peered into the thick plant blades.
A look of doubt c
