[PSI-3] Fall lunches were easily dawdled over. Easier, now that Magnificent’s education had been partially delegated to people qualified to fill in the gaps. Also,…
PSI-3 Maggie read the paper letters strung over the front porch stairs before she even got her hand up to wave to Erik. W-E-H-A-V-E-J-O-I-N-T-C-U-S-T-O-D-Y-O-F-A-D-O-G! Soup…
PSI-2 (What’s This?) The rain was perfectly ordinary. It was gray, miserable, and not a good day for flying. The General peeked down over the…
PSI-4 “He tried to kill us,” someone said. A male voice. Hyacinth glanced away from the floating bottle to investigate. But the improvised firebomb was…
PSI-3 “Do you want your present now or after?” Sanaam said. She twisted out of his embrace and stood with her hands pressed against the…
PSI-4 Bird lessons had to be postponed for a few days. Magnificent had been practicing on her own time and it was harder to gain…
PSI-2 “There are pigeons in the house, Magnificent.” Maggie groaned and threw the covers over her head, revealing her bare feet and muffling her voice,…
PSI-2 The gaslamps barely dented the night. It was clear and cold, with only a silver sliver of moon hung over the smoky rooftops like…
PSI-1 Sanaam clasped both hands to his cheeks and every opening in his face widened to maximum capacity. He shrieked like a little girl in…
PSI-3 Maggie was awake. So she knew, on a base level, that her mother was also awake. It didn’t even startle her when a voice…