Spells of Iron & Bone (Tarot Academy, #1)

by Sarah Piper

Just reaches into his briefcase and procures a bottle of lemon kombucha and a square glass container with a plastic lid, sliding them across the table to me.

Swear to the lord if I hadn’t had clean water in days and someone offered me kombucha I’d probably stab them

The kombucha tastes like nectar of the goddesses, fizzy lemon goodness exploding across my tongue, filling my body with much-needed hydration and nutrients.

Cracking up because again, kombucha is not a widely appealing beverage 😂

“How the hell did you do that?” she asks now, her eyes wide. “Earth-blessed. Me and rocks? We go way back.”