Book Seven: Chapter 16

Lily held back a grin as she rose, then grabbed three donuts.

“I’m sorry, a what now?” Wallace looked uncomfortable. “Did you say jabberwocky?”

“Jabberwock,” Mike replied. “And yes, we have one.”

“And you just, what, didn’t feel like mentioning it?” Ingrid looked like she was going to rip his head off.

Mike shrugged. “I don’t mention lots of things. As long as your guy doesn’t provoke it, there won’t be a problem. Since you didn’t come here to start a fight, I wasn’t worried. Mister Cyrus, shall we?”

“It’s Master Cyrus,” the mage replied, moving uncharacteristically slow. The two of them wandered away from the gazebo and toward the far edge of the property. The centaurs watched them with curiosity as they crossed the lawn and approached the tall stone barrier that separated his property from the neighbor’s. To be honest, the sheer size of his home looked ridiculous in comparison to the nearby houses. A long-term project he had been working on was to buy