Bookshops & Bonedust (Legends & Lattes, #0.1)

by Travis Baldree

Fern might have whimpered beside her. “Never trust a writer who doesn’t have too many books to read. Or a reader, for that matter,” said Zelia. She approached the desk, shuffling through papers and knickknacks until she produced a quill and inkwell. With some resignation, she said, “So, I assume you’ve got something you’d like signed?”

“Because I’m headed down the hill, and you’re headed up it. I’m just glad we chanced to meet on the way.”