Dandelion wine. The words were summer on the tongue. The wine was summer caught and stoppered. . . sealed away for opening on a January day with snow falling fast and the sun unseen for weeks.
Okay," Claire finally said. "I admit, he has significant ninja qualities. " "Booyah. I will summon the ninja. Oh, and take a lunch break while we burgle. " "You’re going too?" "Am I not ninja enough? Are you saying that I lack ninja?