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Anita Loves to Read




 Posted on October 5, 2015 Book Blitz “Any news yet?” He sat down on his bed and wedged himself against a mountain of pillows.
​I was about to answer when a glint of gray caught my eye. A stone the size of a cookie, with an uneven hole in the middle of it, sat on his bedside table. “Is that your enchanted sea hag stone?” The one that had started all the trouble?
​“Yeah. Glad she finally woke up and told me ’bout Dexter busting into my closet.”
​I ignored him and approached the troublemaking pebble. Its smooth exterior was cool against my skin when I rolled it between my fingers. Not a sign of life existed until I dropped it – kindaaccidentally – onto his table. Thud.
​Dark, creepy eyes appeared, lined with spiky, green eyelashes. A tiny mouth with slimy black lips emerged around the hole. And a long, carrot-shaped nose covered in warts jutted out. “Hey, you. Don’t drop me like a bag of dirt.” Her voice screeched like a spider monkey on a rampage.
​I laughed. “You talking about Garrett’s Lev performance?”
​Garrett cleared his throat. “That’s not my fault. It’s a spell.”
​“Don’t you drop me again, you idiotic hooligan.” The sea hag had a ’tude stronger than Alexandria’s.
​I wanted to fling the stupid stone out the window, but that wasn’t the best way to get information. If the dumb hag had seen Dexter, maybe she’d seen something else that could help me solve the case.
​“Sorry,” I said. “I didn’t mean to.”
​“Yeah, right. I know a rock dropper when I see one.”
​I stifled a smirk and a smart comment about a rolling stone. “You see anything else suspicious in Garrett’s room?”
​She batted her needle-like eyelashes. “Nothing but that nerd ’lock who slipped in here like some moron ghost who hasn’t mastered being dead yet. He fumbled with the door forever before crashing in like a nitwit.”
​Anger shot through my veins like an ink pen explosion. First Garrett had insulted Dex. And now some stone with a hideous, old hag face? Who do they think they are? I grabbed the dumb rock with both hands and pinched the sea hag’s ugly warty nose, intent on breaking it off.
​But she bit me!
​Her moldy teeth chomped down on my fingers, drawing blood.
​“Ouch! You stupid sea hag!” I tried to hurl her against the wall, but her grip was like a pit bull’s.
​If pit bulls had carrot-shaped noses, spider monkey voices, and moldy teeth.
​“Get this thing off me,” I yelled at Garrett. “Or I’ll drop your case.”
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