Any more packages for Solange?”

“Twelve letters, three packages, and a box of puppies.”

I winced. “Puppies?”

“They’re fine. Isabeau took them all.”

“Good. Who eats puppies?” I shook my head.

“Yeah, Isabeau swore in French. A lot.”

“Hot.”

“Yeah, Logan nearly went cross-eyed.”

"Chapter 12

Auteur: Alyxandra Harvey