Willow grinned. “See? It’ll be fine.” “Folk isn’t a fuckin’ magician.” Locke gripped her slim shoulders and spun her around. “Okay, so you’ve already ruined Nash’s day, and you’ve seen Decoy before. This is everyone else. Say hello.” Willow waved at the room. “Hello!” “Now say goodbye. You’re going back to college.” “Dad!” “Willow.” Locke towed her to the door. “Let’s go.”
