A Witch's Guide to Magical Innkeeping

by Sangu Mandanna

Nicholas, on the other hand, had the courage of a lion, the lovability of a puppy, and the common sense of a goldfish.)

“Well. Well. Did it hurt? When you fell out of whichever Norse myth you came from?”

“I’m at my wits’ end,” Sera informed her. “My wits, as it were, have ended.”

Theirs was a friendship built on the unspoken, shared understanding that you can love the home you’ve made with the whole of your heart and still know the land it’s built on will never claim you.

This is the life I wanted. This life of contentment and unexpected excitement, of little everyday joys, where I don’t just get to be myself but also get to be embraced as myself. It’s miraculous.”