Buttercup Lily

'The old lady had seen that happen to the cat before. There was something unexplainable ─ magical even ─ in and protecting the garden.'

Magnolia’s Hornet

Magnolia grinned at him and brushed noses as she kissed him. Bounding to her feet, she poked his chest with her bare toes and giggled. “Come on, up you get, Ali-bug.”

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