The Lost Story

by Meg Shaffer

“Not that simple. I’m not his favorite person. Safe to say he hates me a little. Admittedly, I can’t fault his reasoning, though I do argue with the conclusion he’s drawn.” “I’ll talk to him then.” “No, absolutely not.” He shook his head no, no, no. “Rafe is not safe for human consumption.” “I want to meet him, not eat him. If he hates you, maybe I’d have better luck talking to him. Think about it.” He jabbed his thumb toward the stack of library books on the mantel. “Your courage books are working, Princess. You should renew them.” She narrowed her eyes at him. “Look, things are very complicated and delicate between Rafe and me. Let me handle him.” “I’m just trying to find my sister. I don’t need you to protect me—” “I’m not trying to protect you. I’m trying to protect him.” “Jeremy, she’s my sister.” Finally, that got through to him. “All right,” he said. “I’ll talk to him alone first. If I can’t get through to him, you can try.” She exhaled heavily. “Thank you.” “Fair warning. Things are about to get very weird.” Emilie scoffed. “About to?”