Why did you say six months?
He's coming.
This matters. This is important. Why did you say six months?
Why did you say five minutes?

Wednesday, April 12

Art

Story Notes

My name is Zoe Fairchild, though everyone calls me Minx.  I live in Tarrytown, on the border of the fairy lands and the human world.  I'm the city's top female private investigator, which means most months I can make the rent, or eat, my choice.

My parents abandoned me here to look after myself when I was twelve.  They had their reasons, and I've mostly stopped hating them for it.  Before they walked out, each one left me with a gift.

My mother, the practical one, gave me an ebony-handled Colt 45 Special, saying only that a girl needed to know at least three ways to knock a man dead.

My other mother gave me the Nine Words of Unbinding.

That's where all the trouble began.

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