Sleepy Fox Hollow saturday

Fiona wasn't convinced that Anselm would be satisfied by that. She bit her lip, sighed, and thought it might be an opportunity to check in on Prowler, who was surely wondering where she'd been all this time without so much as a word.

Come this way, she said, leading the stranger away from the marked border. I have an errand I need to run, and you can come with me. It would be easier to use Javelina as a cover rather than divulge her actual reasoning for leaving should Anselm spot her. Besides, he had told her to stay away from other men, not women.

My name is Fiona.