Magic and Mayhem: Witchin' A Ride (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Sharon Saracino

Author:Sharon Saracino [Saracino, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2017-02-21T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“A truck stop? That uniformed toe-sucker abandoned us at a truck stop?”

“Well, if you’d like to pretend you’re an optimist and adopt a glass-half-full attitude, we’re at least fifty miles closer to home than when we started,” Garrett yawned from the confines of his carrier. The waitress had refused to let me bring him inside, and I’d refused to leave him outside alone. Instead, we sat tucked out of the persistent wind between an outcropping of the building’s wall and the side of a dumpster. We huddled together under the blanket I’d snagged before they towed my poor, decrepit Ronald away to the impound lot. Garrett pawed at the door and I flipped it open, allowing him to crawl into my lap. Because, you know, body heat. “And he did buy you coffee before he left, despite your implication he possessed no testicles.”

“I did not suggest he lacked family jewels,” I argued, biting back a grin. “I simply pointed out it’s sad the policemen’s wives aren’t afforded the annual opportunity to get all dressed up and go out for dinner and dancing.”

“Sure you did,” Garrett drawled. “What about you, Louella Ladyfern? You like getting all dressed up to go out for dinner and dancing?”

“It sounds pleasant enough, I guess.”

“What do you mean, it sounds pleasant? You’ve never done it?”

“Well, of course I’ve done it…sort of. I mean, I’ve dressed up. I’ve had dinner. I’ve danced. Though as we’ve previously discussed, motion lights put the kibosh to the dancing.”

“So, what do you do for fun?” He persisted.

“I read, research, garden…” I shrugged and shifted my cold, damp, and increasingly uncomfortable ass on the unforgiving concrete. My booty throbbed like a motherhumper, and not in a good way. Okay, maybe it had been a long time since I’d dated, or danced, or done anything remotely entertaining by other people’s standards. I sighed. I guess maybe what started out as a choice had developed into a teeny little rut. “However, at the moment, my social life is hardly the priority. How are we supposed to get home without a car?”

“Well, we are at a truck stop. What better place to hitch a ride? Someone must be going our way.”

“Isn’t hitchhiking dangerous? I mean, if I had my magic I wouldn’t worry so much, but…” I hesitated.

“If you had your magic, we wouldn’t need a ride in the first place. Face it, Buttercup, our current options are limited.” Garrett poked his head out of the blanket and sniffed the air. I have no idea what he hoped to detect, but when I took a deep breath, I perceived nothing except a snoot full of exhaust fumes, the decaying aroma of the dumpster, and the persistent scent of rotting fish. All of which immediately twisted my gut into a knot and made me throw up a little in my mouth. Garrett wriggled free of both my embrace and the blanket as I concentrated on keeping the contents of my heaving stomach right where they belonged.

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