Wednesday, December 02, 2009

Trouble? Nooooo-ooooo

Felicia picked up Lucy and borrowed the car seat. "I'm having dinner with some friends," she said, "but have a good evening. I'll have her back by morning."

Harold frowned. "Isn't four a bit young for an overnight?" he said. "And what friends?"

"Stop fretting about it, Harold." Gillian zipped up her leather one-piece. "It's Fliss' monthly werewolf pack meeting. They have wine, watch a movie and then go out for dinner. What could possibly go wrong?"

Harold shrugged and opened the van. "Nothing, I suppose," he said. "Now, Bernard's set us an table in his new conservatory. It'll be beautiful to eat by the light of the full moon.

7 comments:

aims said...

Oh! This definitely is an Uh Oh!

Leatherdykeuk said...

It is... As novels go, this doesnt happen for another three years and is the root of the Harold / Felicia split.

DJ Kirkby said...

"What could possibly go wrong?" Lol...

Leatherdykeuk said...

Exactly. Everyone trusts their four year old to a pack of werewolves...

stephanie said...

It is... As novels go, this doesnt happen for another three years and is the root of the Harold / Felicia split.

I knew it!

Leatherdykeuk said...

Of course you would guess -- you're as devious as I to your characters.

stephanie said...

*chuckles* Touche.

The reckoning will come here, I think, all too soon.