Working with my arm in a sling isn’t easy, but if it keeps the military from having access to the team, I’m all for it. Besides, the body count is rising and magic is in the air—there’s a lot of work to go around. Being injured isn’t the only hardship. My partners aren’t inclined to ask me to Read, even to help with a case. Not that I blame them. The last time a read the Path, I died. The time before that, I killed someone. Now, I can’t even seem to reach the Path.
With the damaged I caused, it’s for the best. Even when work follows me home, there’s not much I can do, but rely on Molly, but can such a little creature take on the darker side of Christmas?
Amanda Booloodian lives in Missouri with her loving, and often times peculiar, husband. She has been passionate about the written word throughout her life. Now, much of her spare time is spent at the computer, delving into worlds accessible only through vivid imagination. In warm weather, when she isn’t tapping away at the keyboard, she can often be found wandering through the wilderness. Occasionally she gets it into her head to SCUBA dive or to sit back at home and make wine, which can have interesting results and inspire her writing.