“They’re not dropped stitches. It’s a random lace pattern.”
Simplia was defending the scarf she had just taken off her knitting needles. Random lace pattern, indeed. Those holes were not …
Simplia was defending the scarf she had just taken off her knitting needles. Random lace pattern, indeed. Those holes were not …
Murzik snoozed in the window, purring away contentedly as the Simpletons wrapped presents at the kitchen table. That was where …
By the time the Simpletons arrived at the Fairy Tale Lobby, the story swap had already begun. Magical friends were …