I coughed into my wine. “I practically begged you to go into Spindle House with me and find the Well!” Elm waved a hand in my face. “I didn’t say it was a bad idea, only that it wasn’t the right moment.” He wrinkled his nose. “And I wasn’t about to give you the satisfaction of having a semi-intelligent idea, Spindle.” I wanted to reach over and wring his long Rowan neck.
You and me both sis
