Chapter 42

• “Heh, I may never live that one down.” She nodded to Shaelan, “Faye and I were busy today. We made stink bombs, gave them to most of the women…” she fanned her face excitedly, “let’s just say when they were lit up all over the place…” she sobered, “on the sly of course, so no one could get blamed.” She clapped her hands together lightly, “the whole place was puffs of smoke all over.” She frowned. “We should have asked Nona for help with our selection though, half of us were hyped up like happy squirrels, and the rest wanted to lay down right where they stood and hum a lullaby.” She exhaled loudly, “it’s why I’m late in coming, it had to wear off.” Shaking her head, she grinned, “By the time we were done, no nose there could have tracked a thing.” Inhaling slowly, she gave a small laugh, “still can’t smell a darn thing.”
• Despite the somber tone, there wasn’t one person present without a smile after her story, Calum noted. He didn’t want to halt the only reason they’d had to smile today, but he needed to know. “Did they find the guards?”
• She gave her head a quick shake. “No and they won’t either. The entire village is in on keeping them hidden.” She opened her mouth looking completely animated for a moment, then looked to Shaelan. “That Brock, he’s storming around with your… Leroy, his chest all puffed out, stomping around. He’s such a hoot.” Nodding, she grinned wide, “saying he’s checking homes personally while Leroy stands there pacing like a rabid animal…” she chuckled, “then he stomps out and off they go to the next one.” She laughed loud. “I tell you, if we get out of this alive…” Her head bobbed a few times, “I’m sending him to that place I read about.” She smiled wide, “That Hollywood Loss Angelees, so he can be a famous actor.”