The Chapel Perilous Page 4
by Kevin Hearne
Of course I did.
Meat and potatoes in the most delicious gravy I’ve ever had, Oberon. I still dream about it.
Good night, Oberon.
“That story actually made me a bit hungry,” Granuaile said. “Anybody up for a snack?”
Oberon leapt to his feet, tail wagging. he explained.
I smiled at him. Understood.
About The Author
Kevin Hearne has been known to frolic unreservedly with dogs. He is probably frolicking right now and posing to his dog such timeless rhetorical classics as “Who’s a good boy?” and “Who wants a snack?” He hugs trees, rocks out to old-school heavy metal, and still reads comic books. He lives with his wife and daughter in a wee, snug cottage.
