“Hey. How did you know where to find me?” “I let Mouse drive.” Thump, thump, thump. I was tired. It took my brain a second to sort out the humor in her tone. “It isn’t funny when everyone does it, Molly. Not ready for the burden of constant wiseassery are you.” She grinned widely, evidently pleased at having scored the point on me. “I used a tracking spell and the hair you gave me in case I ever needed to find you.” Of course she had. “Oh, right. Well-done.”
