Unusual Business
“Ohhh, noooo,” Illysette moaned with her heart hammering as she reread the letter. “No no no no no,” she whined in a small voice. That was replaced soon enough with "God damn it!" and as many other cusswords as she could string together in a much firmer tone of voice. She picked things off of the table in the sunny country kitchen to throw. She growled and snarled and tore napkins to fluttering bits after deciding not to start flinging shit. Lys wasn’t at all sure she’d be able to stop...