"Won't they come after you for mutiny, Sarge?" I asked him. "You and them in there?"
"I ain't mutinyin'!" he said, his eyes wide and innocent. "I'm gettin' rid of a cracked gixie as has been makin' trouble in my waitin' room, screamin' mad lies about the Deputy Provost! Gave her the sole o' my boot, didn't I? Dunno how she got runnin' loose here in Guards House!"
I stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek. "You're a wicked one. Gods all bless, Sarge. Help is coming," I said. Then Achoo and I took off.
So, a) yes, that is much more than two sentences, but I couldn't help myself, and b) yes, I'm still reading the same book. It's not that Bloodhound is slow; not by any means. It's that schoolwork has become my greatest enemy, and other activities have been keeping me busy. It'll be finished soon, though. I'm almost there.
(Also, just to set the record straight, Achoo is not a human. Achoo is a scent hound.)
What're you reading this Tuesday? Feel free to link in the comments.