From ‘When Julia Met Edbert’

From ‘Dying to be Friends’ by E.M. Swift-Hook and Jane Jago

Three hours later, Julia peeled off from her escort outside a small hut that commanded a view of three tracks through the forest.

“You stick around the hut, girl. And if anybody wants to pass, you just salute and let them through. I dunno what is going on. But I don’t much care for guards being set up. Even pocket-sized moechas like you.”

Julia snapped him a salute, and he grinned showing a set of distressingly yellow teeth.

“I’m tem...