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the car, seemingly
oblivious to his wound, and waits patiently while I pop the trunk. I pull out a
blanket and arrange it over the back seat. When all is set, I wave the wolf in.
He immediately hops in the back seat of my car like he’s been doing it all of
his days. He takes up the entire back seat when he lies down.
I slide into the driver’s seat and immediately wrinkle my
nose at the stench of wet, dirty animal. Reaching over, I spring the latch on
the glove box and pull out a granola bar to feed him. I think he eats it,
though it’s really hard to tell because it disappears so quickly. He certainly
didn’t taste it, and there was absolutely no chewing action going on. I think that
maybe a bath, medical care, and food are in order. I definitely prefer my
wolves well fed.
Chapter
06
Herbal Etcetera
Bluebell Kildare: May 27, 2022, Red Ages
I pull my car to a stop in front of the shop my neighbor Alexis
owns. It’s located in the middle of Dunnwell Street, a thriving business community
in our neighborhood. The storefronts are well kept and have old quality
craftsmanship in their design. Alexis Demetriou’s storefront is intricately
paneled and painted in sage green, burgundy, and cream. Whimsical stenciling on
her large front windows announces “Herbal Enchantments” with smaller print
below that says “Amulets, potions, charms, etcetera.” I’m here for the
etcetera.
I let the wolf out and look at him closely. He looks smaller
now, just about the size of a large dog. I shake my head. I must be going mad!
My state of panic surely played tricks on my mind.
As I walk in with the wolf pushing in front of me, the door
chimes merrily announce our arrival. Alexis has her back turned toward the door
as she places little bottles of potions on a shelf. She’s wearing a neatly
pressed, pale blue pantsuit that makes her dark chocolate curls stand out
beautifully.
The store is filled with bottles of all shapes and colors
with neatly printed labels. The colored glass sparkles even in the dim light filtering
through the clouds and the large storefront windows. Aside from the shelves of
potions, there are walls of charms and several amulet trees. The place is in
pristine and orderly condition. I don’t blame the place at all. I wouldn’t get
out of line either if I were Alexis’ store.
Alexis is tall and fit, but curvy in a generous way—as
opposed to me, who is curvy in a barely noticeable way. I like to think that
her generous bosom reflects her generous personality. She has brown skin, large
brown eyes, and beautifully thick hair. She also has a lot of sass. It seems
like when she’s not pointing her finger, she’s crossing her arms or putting her
hands on her hips or raising her eyebrows. And look out if she starts shaking
her head at you.
Alexis turns around and her eyes widen, showing an
extraordinary amount of eyeball, but in a good way. “Great Demon of the Abyss!”
she exclaims. “You have a wolf with you!”
She rushes forward, but a few paces away from him she seems
to remember he is a wolf. She stops and offers her hand slowly. He sniffs her
hand, giving it a perfunctory lick. Then he starts casing the shop, sniffing
fervently at the abundance of scented goods.
I spit out in one breath, “I was attacked in an alley behind
our building this morning—a man from a case I’m working on, but don’t worry,
I’m fine. This wolf appeared out of nowhere and tore into him like an avenging angel.
The guy disappeared and got away. I don’t think he’s dangerous unless he’s
threatened.” I pause for breath.
Alexis puts her hands on her hips, clearly outraged. “What
do you mean you don’t think he’s dangerous? He jumped you in the alley, and you
have dried blood on your neck!”
I widen my eyes and grab my neck. “Shoot, I forgot about
that! But I meant I don’t think the wolf is dangerous. I’m going to keep him.
The man is definitely dangerous. The wolf got cut by him, and he is in
oblivious to his wound, and waits patiently while I pop the trunk. I pull out a
blanket and arrange it over the back seat. When all is set, I wave the wolf in.
He immediately hops in the back seat of my car like he’s been doing it all of
his days. He takes up the entire back seat when he lies down.
I slide into the driver’s seat and immediately wrinkle my
nose at the stench of wet, dirty animal. Reaching over, I spring the latch on
the glove box and pull out a granola bar to feed him. I think he eats it,
though it’s really hard to tell because it disappears so quickly. He certainly
didn’t taste it, and there was absolutely no chewing action going on. I think that
maybe a bath, medical care, and food are in order. I definitely prefer my
wolves well fed.
Chapter
06
Herbal Etcetera
Bluebell Kildare: May 27, 2022, Red Ages
I pull my car to a stop in front of the shop my neighbor Alexis
owns. It’s located in the middle of Dunnwell Street, a thriving business community
in our neighborhood. The storefronts are well kept and have old quality
craftsmanship in their design. Alexis Demetriou’s storefront is intricately
paneled and painted in sage green, burgundy, and cream. Whimsical stenciling on
her large front windows announces “Herbal Enchantments” with smaller print
below that says “Amulets, potions, charms, etcetera.” I’m here for the
etcetera.
I let the wolf out and look at him closely. He looks smaller
now, just about the size of a large dog. I shake my head. I must be going mad!
My state of panic surely played tricks on my mind.
As I walk in with the wolf pushing in front of me, the door
chimes merrily announce our arrival. Alexis has her back turned toward the door
as she places little bottles of potions on a shelf. She’s wearing a neatly
pressed, pale blue pantsuit that makes her dark chocolate curls stand out
beautifully.
The store is filled with bottles of all shapes and colors
with neatly printed labels. The colored glass sparkles even in the dim light filtering
through the clouds and the large storefront windows. Aside from the shelves of
potions, there are walls of charms and several amulet trees. The place is in
pristine and orderly condition. I don’t blame the place at all. I wouldn’t get
out of line either if I were Alexis’ store.
Alexis is tall and fit, but curvy in a generous way—as
opposed to me, who is curvy in a barely noticeable way. I like to think that
her generous bosom reflects her generous personality. She has brown skin, large
brown eyes, and beautifully thick hair. She also has a lot of sass. It seems
like when she’s not pointing her finger, she’s crossing her arms or putting her
hands on her hips or raising her eyebrows. And look out if she starts shaking
her head at you.
Alexis turns around and her eyes widen, showing an
extraordinary amount of eyeball, but in a good way. “Great Demon of the Abyss!”
she exclaims. “You have a wolf with you!”
She rushes forward, but a few paces away from him she seems
to remember he is a wolf. She stops and offers her hand slowly. He sniffs her
hand, giving it a perfunctory lick. Then he starts casing the shop, sniffing
fervently at the abundance of scented goods.
I spit out in one breath, “I was attacked in an alley behind
our building this morning—a man from a case I’m working on, but don’t worry,
I’m fine. This wolf appeared out of nowhere and tore into him like an avenging angel.
The guy disappeared and got away. I don’t think he’s dangerous unless he’s
threatened.” I pause for breath.
Alexis puts her hands on her hips, clearly outraged. “What
do you mean you don’t think he’s dangerous? He jumped you in the alley, and you
have dried blood on your neck!”
I widen my eyes and grab my neck. “Shoot, I forgot about
that! But I meant I don’t think the wolf is dangerous. I’m going to keep him.
The man is definitely dangerous. The wolf got cut by him, and he is in
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