You Slay Me
“"This place looks like a reject from a Harry Potter knock-off." "Shh! Don't be so rude—Amelie will hear you." I glanced quickly around the room, grateful that Amelie wasn't present to be insulted by my demon. I unsnapped the leash and made squinty eyes at Jim. "And just what do you know about Harry Potter?" "Oh, Harry's very big in Abaddon. Is that cat's toes I see over there?" "Ew!" I said, staring in horror at a shelf full of jars containing what I had assumed were a variety of innocent herbs and such. "Cat's toes? That's horrible!" Jim made a disgusted face. "Grow up. Cat's toes is a fern." "Oh." I shot the jar Jim was snuffling a suspicious glance, then turned back to the store. "Hello? Amelie? It's Aisling. Anyone home?" "I will be only one moment, Aisling," Amelie's voice called out from a back room. "Cecile is just returning from her constitutional." "Who's Cecile when she's at home?" Jim asked, moving its investigation to a rack of books.
"Amelie's Welsh corgi. Now, listen to ...me—I don't want you embarrassing me, OK?MoreLess
"Amelie's Welsh corgi. Now, listen to ...me—I don't want you embarrassing me, OK?MoreLess
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