Wyrd Sisters (Discworld, #6; Witches #2)

by Terry Pratchett

‘You will give it to me,’ he said. Granny twitched aside the blanket in her arms and looked down at a small face, wrapped in sleep. She looked up. ‘No,’ she said, on general principles.

It was a sobering thought. Well, not a sobering thought in actual fact, because alcohol wasn’t allowed in the Guild. But if it was, it would have been.

many of the low-rent districts on the Morpork side were flooded, if you can use that word for a liquid you could pick up in a net.