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"You do that" If the dog was hunting for nonexistent s one ear cocked toward the bedroo where she shouldn’t, Cassidy slu out

So kissed--and held--by a growna fifteen-year-old boy as fuh his first exploration of a female body And in some ways she was But she wasn’t fifteen anymore, and those times when he seemed more boy than man made her uncomfortable

And yet she couldn’t back away froether, because her heart recognized so in Gray that she had never felt with or for any other man

Cassie?

Maybe it was for the best that Lucivar had set such firm boundaries around what Gray could--and couldn’t--do in terms of sex Physically she was ready--more than ready--for more Emotionally

Cassie!

"What?" She felt frustrated and snappish, and her voice proclaimed her mood

I found the smells

"What sled her legs and alet to the bedroo messed up or displaced She also didn’t see a Sceltie

"Vae?"

Here! The smells are here!

"Where?"

The tip of Vae’s tail suddenly stuck out froain

Cassidy hurried to the bed, dropped to the floor, and lifted the bedcovers "Get out of there before you get stuck"

Won’t get stuck, Vae said Smells are here

Under the bed The treasure had been hidden for centuries Wouldn’t someone have looked under the bed?

That wish pot had been in the shed for centuries too and hadn’t been found

"Get out of there,Vae," Cassidy said "I have to move the bed, and I can’t do that while you’re under it"

She waited iled out from under the bed Then she used Craft to lift and shift the bed as far as she could

Vae went back to sniffing the carpet, then began scratching

"Wait," Cassidy said firht tables and rolled up the carpet

No trapdoor No visible sign that there was anything different about that part of the floor No lock e a small white paw near the spot that held the sers over and over that spot And found nothing until she held the key over that part of the floor

A shadow so subtle she wasn’t sure she was seeing anything But the key slipped into that shadow like a well-oiled lock, and when she turned it, a rectangle of floor as long as her arm popped up When shethe box in the secret compartment, Cassidy took out one of the books and opened it to a randoe

Like the letter in the wish pot, the ink had faded, although not as badly

"A journal," she said softly

Paper?Vae asked, sounding disappointed

"Yes, paper But valuable" It didn’t takea few lines to realize this was Lia’s journal--and a few lines more to realize the entries were es until she found the last entry Which ritten by a different hand

Lia is dead And Dena Nehele grieves