He didn't want Lucy to grow up feeling alone, surrounded by everything and having nothing.

She was only a year old, but elves grew up fast. Not like witches, who Jenks swore were not able to be on their own until they were thirty. Ahem.

You can trust me to keep my word. I always keep my word, promises or threats.

Good Lord, I thought, squinting at the bright glare of a late-July morning. No wonder I slept through this. It was noisy with shrieking birds, and already hot.

Breaking rules isn't bad when what you're doing is more important than the rule itself

Like the end of a picnic, all the weenies will be roasted.

I frowned, wondering if Trent would mind being the size of a fairy for a day. He could talk to the newest tenants in his garden.