Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1294

Late summer in the deep woods meant one thing: mosquitoes. Lots of them. Thankfully, Quincy's homemade bug spray worked like a charm.

No need for frantic swatting or desperate waving-one whiff of that spray and the bugs kept their distance, drifting off before they came anywhere near.

Elysia had spent enough time up here to know her way around the herb garden blindfolded. She led Baby straight through the brambles, past the old oak, and right to the patch where the wild herbs grew thick and wild.

This mountain was a treasure trove. Rare medicinal plants that city doctors would pay a fortune for? Here, they grew like dandelions in a summer lawn.

Tracey was already there, kneeling in the dirt with her old wicker basket, plucking leaves with the practiced ease of someone who'd done this a hundred times before. She spotted Elysia and Baby and beamed, waving them over.

"Elysia!" she called, her voice bright as morning.

Elysia grinned, taking Baby by the hand and walking over. "We brought you breakfast, Grandma. Better eat it while it's still hot-I'll take over here."

a kiss, not bothering with any of that 'oh, you didn't have to'

Are these herbs for the antidote?"

crack it with these common herbs. If not, we'll have to try something

it wouldn't help anyone who really needed it. If things ever got bad, if

her gloves. "Alright, Baby, you stay with Great- Grandma, okay? Mommy's

up, big-eyed. "Can

smiled. "You can help by keeping Great-Grandma company. Make sure she eats all her breakfast, alright?

be careful. No way was Baby going

nodded solemnly. "I'll make sure she eats

her hair. "You're the

shoulder and got to

progress, pride shining in her eyes. But then she sighed, just a

bond. Tracey wanted nothing more than to pass on everything she'd learned, to make Elysia her apprentice, her legacy. But