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of the kiss from her mind. Yes, she ’d been assaulted by an unknown man on the street, but he didn’t give off an overly threatening vibe, and Sophia was in tune enough with the subtle nuances of the paranormal to know the difference. Just another weird occurrence in her already bizarre life.
    Gee thanks, Fate, I was running low.
    She zipped through the kitchen then into the living room, yanked two yellow imps from their hiding place in a large potted fern, and held them in mid-air by their possum-like tails. “How did you two get out?” It was more of a rhetorical question since in her association with imps; she found they really didn’t communicate with words. One look at the identical evil smiles on their waxy, brown-spotted faces assured her they weren’t going to educate themselves in the English language any time soon. “Mona?”
    “Sophia, is that you? I’m locked in the pantry again. ” The woebegone sound was muffled and distant. “Please hurry.”
    Thrusting the two renegade imps into the liquor cabinet-turned-holding-unit, Sophia secured a feather duster through the handles, effectively blocking another break out attempt. “How did you get into the pantry this time? ” Her patience ran thin at the regular chaos that reigned in the household, especially after the run-in with the mystery man. Who the hell was he, anyway? She unhooked the latch of the panty door and her roommate stumbled out.
    “Frieda said she was hungry, so I came in here looking for something to cook.
    She shoved me in here and locked the door.” Mona shrugged delicate shoulders then wiped at the mass of cooked spaghetti tangled in her dark curls. “She was the one who let the imps out.”
    “You know better than to let your guard down around Frieda. What happened to the wards I put around the door? ” Sophia glanced around the small kitchen warily for any movement of the pixie. “Where is she?”
    “I don’t know. ” Her voice wobbled again. “I’m really sorry. I try to take care of the things you tell me but sometimes I can’t handle the chores plus the daily care of the magical beings we’ve got stashed throughout the house.” She sniffed. “I think I accidentally unworked the wards…”
    “It’s okay. ” Her anger melted away as her friend’s big lavender eyes filled with tears.
    Mona’s lack of grace was often a source of contention and embarrassment. Being the illegitimate great great great—too many greats to count—granddaughter of a Muse was bad enough , but Mona had been disowned from her illustrious heritage simply for her inadequacies. At least that was the story she told. She couldn’t dance without hurting herself or others, she couldn’t sing without shattering glass, and she most certainly had never inspired anyone, human or otherwise, into doing any feat of wonder. Sophia had come upon the girl in a low moment of her life three years ago and they had been best friends ever since.
    “I’m sorry. ” Handing her a dry dishtowel, she patted Mona’s shoulder then slumped down at the kitchen table. “It’s my fault for bringing them into the house. I should have taken them directly to Sterling when I had the chance. Now I’m stuck with them.” She buried her head in her hands, smearing the mashed potatoes on the tabletop in the process.
    “You can’t help feeling sorry for them. ” Mona dashed the tears from her eyes and cleaned up the food bits closest to her. “Besides, what would Sterling have done with two imps and a pixie?” She glared as Frieda came out of her hiding place under the sink to perch on a sack of flour on the counter. “He would have consigned the lot of you for deportation to the Arkadva Mines, that’s what.”
    “The Portal Master should be respected at all costs and both of you will rue the day you didn’t submit me for his Judgment. ”
    “Listen Frieda, ” Sophia rolled her eyes. “Believe me when I say the Portal Master would have taken one look at you