Chapter 19 Mara

"Gertrude," I breathe. "Oh my God. Gertrude Wartbottom is real."

Soren snatches the bark out from under my nose. "You know her."

"Know her? I invented her in a laundromat in about four minutes while my duvet was on spin." I can't stop grinning. "Book one, chapter twenty. She's a witch in Whispe...

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