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Bran's voice resonated from the window as he stroked Terry's blonde hair. "Lady," he w
saying to the lovely woman, the most important writer in Laura's life, "Where I am from, a m
shouts his love for his woman to the trees and the hills and the stars& "
"Christ!" Laura shot to her feet. "How am I going to explain that?"
"You could use the boon," Nnagartha said, sounding all the world like a butch Glinda th
Good. "You could make sure that she came back to you and stayed with you."
It was tempting.
"No," Laura said. "This one is my problem. I want Terry to want to come back on her ow
We have a lot of talking to do." Heart to itself: nice work, kiddo.
"As you wish, Lady. Is there any other boon you desire instead?"
She wanted to sprint through the veil, usher Bran back through it, and watch it vanish. Bu
not yet. "There is one." She cocked her head at the sulking figure in the bubble. "He knows
what it is. I need a good agent again. I suspect he had a hand in getting rid of my former age
He can help Adam and fix that particular problem, if you please."
"As you say, Lady."
Ruby slippers? Cut that crap. Laura stepped toward the window. The sun was setting on
meadow, the glittering city, and the cast and crew of Xora: Avenger Priestess-Special Edit
Maybe they had enough material for a travel documentary.
The window wavered and dimmed as she crossed through it. Bran passed her going the
other way, looking puzzled. The last thing Laura heard was the dragon chatting with someon
near the brook.
"Acting's fine for a start," the beast exclaimed. "But what I really want to do is direct."
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