Chapter 152: If only

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, the sun glinting in his hair. "What about you, Miss Shepherd? What’s your drink of choice at a royal tea party?"

"Lukewarm mystery juice with a side of half-chewed biscuit." She held up a slobbery cracker, which Audrey had abandoned mid-snack. "Parenting is glamorous, didn’t you know?"