Feathers (A Witch Central Morsel)
“That rulebook should be burned. Along with bras and to-do lists and my mom’s cooking.Yup. He was definitely laughing at her now. She closed her eyes. Looking down was definitely not helping. When she swam in the pool during the day, working on her water-survival skills and watching the munchkin crowd slide down with wild abandon, it looked fun. And not all that steep.The perspective from the top of the slippery rocks was entirely different.Next they’d be trying to convince her that jumping off the top of the Ferris wheel at the Chicago Pier was fun.Nah. Devin was patiently amused. Concrete’s not a fun landing. Jamie and Téo are scouting fun places for cliff diving, though. We’re trying to get Mom to try it.Retha wasn’t at the head of the sane-people line. She’d happily hurl herself off a cliff for the pure fun factor. Probably. With Helga hot on her heels.Lauren hoped Jamie was scouting cliffs safe for octogenarians. If Helga got wind, she’d totally be there with bells ...and swimsuit on. And one pathetic realtor would still be sitting at the top of a little waterfall slide with her knees knocking. Time to screw up her courage. She squinted one eye open, still glaring at her husband. Stupid feathers. I’m probably going to puke on the way down.No.MoreLess
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