Chapter 29

• The absolute definition of flabbergasted spread through Zipporah’s face. What she heard was different from what her brain was choosing to believe. Her soaked gown dripped on her bare feet, the hem she held in her hand toppled from her hold. She tried to hide her shock but the fact that her tongue had no words to cover up for her reaction made her want to return to the river and hide her stupid face under it.
• “Oh fuck, you look like your face died without your body,” Lyra belly laughed. She snorted and cackled as she shifted her weight from the tree.
• Zipporah glared at her amused display. Whatever the joke was was at her expense and completely lost to her. Having enough of the impressive, tall woman she plucked the skirt of her dress and walked away from her. Her legs plodded down the riverbank, she swore at how silly she felt with her gown stuck to her skin, each step she took made a squishy noise and it irritated her.