He left the key in the ignition. No one was likely to come up here and steal the truck- and if anyone did... well, he could deal with Charles
Patricia BriggsMy mother was a children's librarian. I remember when traditional stories were revised for modern audiences until they bore only a nodding acquaintance with the originals, but were released as 'authentic Indian stories' when they were, in fact, nothing of the kind.
Patricia BriggsSo in the sweltering heat of a July night, I sang a Christmas carol to a room full of fae, who had been driven out of their homelands by Christians and their cold-iron swords.
Patricia Briggs