Uncertainties and dangers can’t always be avoided. Sometimes stories are the only refuge we have.
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The Wishing Map
Chapter Eighteen: Spiffwits and Storysmiths (Continued)
Previously: Waking up alone (and with a hangover) at the Inn in Kellansend, Gina learned that her brother Zack was missing. She could only conclude that the fisher folk Maerith and Shelcor had taken him.
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The moment Maerith and Shelcor entered the inn, Gina demanded to know where Zack was.
“We’ve not taken your lee brother,” Shelcor vowed.
“Well, if you didn’t, who did?” said Gina.
Maerith put an arm around her.
“I’ve a notion,” Shelcor replied, “but nay way ter know certain without a long journey inland ter prove it, a journey I cannot take.”
“But why? If you know where he is, why can’t you—?”
“Yer’ve nay understanding of the fisher folk,” Maerith said.
“I can pay you!” said Gina, her pitch rising with her…
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