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climbed in his car, shut the door, and rolled down his window. "You know how to reach me if you have any problems."
    With a friendly smile and a salute, Kelli said, "Yes sir, dial 911."
    Chuckling, Josh called out, "One of these days, Kelli, your glamour isn’t going to work," as he drove out of her yard.
    Kelli smiled as she watched the disappearing red taillights. Josh was right. What would Logan do with Ruth and Henry once he needed to return to work?
    "So he’s not lover boy."
    "Lord, Logan," gasped Kelli. "Must you sneak around in the night?"
    "Sorry. I didn’t want to interrupt anything."
    "There wasn’t anything to interrupt." She reached for a silver chain that hung around her neck and blew a dog whistle. There was a flurry of barking and then Tinkerbell, covered with leaves, reappeared. "Good girl," she said, laughing. Logan helped pull leaves and twigs from the matted hair of the animal. "Does she follow you everywhere?"
    "Only for the past six years." With a smile Kelli headed for the warmth of the kitchen with Logan following.
    Logan closed the back door behind them and took off his jacket. "He did call you glamorous."
    She chuckled. "Next time you eavesdrop, pay attention to the words. He said my glamour."
    "Same thing."
    Kelli filled the sink with warm water and detergent. "Glamour is the magical power of a fairy."
    Logan picked up a dish towel and started to dry the mismatched cups and plates. "Do you have this ‘glamour’?"
    "Only a fairy has glamour."
    "And you’re not a fairy."
    Kelli dried her hands on a towel. "Do I look like a fairy to you?"
    Mischief shone in his brown eyes as they gazed from her worn boots, up past jean-encased thighs, over the soft roundness of womanly breasts covered by the bulky red sweater, to the suddenly shy expression in her eyes. "I don’t know. I’ve never met a real fairy before."
    "Take my word for it, I’m not a fairy."
    Logan closed the cabinet door and hung up his towel. "You might be; you’ve certainly bewitched Aunt Ruth and Uncle Henry. They think you’re the best thing since Santa Claus and they love it here."
    She chuckled as she filled Tinkerbell’s bowls with food and clean water. "I love it here too. Only a witch can bewitch someone. Fairies use their glamour."
    "No magic wands?"
    "That’s a human misinterpretation. Fairies don’t need wands. They use a thought process that humans don’t understand to do their deeds of kindness."
    He watched as she opened two cans of cat food and forked it into a large dish, next to Tinkerbell’s. "Only kindness?"
    "I’m afraid not. Fairies tend to pull mischievous pranks on humans. They feel we are not only stupid but clumsy."
    "Sounds like an interesting group. Is that food for Mustardseed?"
    "Yes, and Cobweb and Moth too."
    Logan followed her as she turned off the kitchen light and headed into the living room. "Who are they?"
    "We have three cats here at Fairyland. They are named after the fairies in A Midsummer Night’s Dream."
    "One was in my room this morning. He was pale gray or white and the largest cat I’ve ever seen."
    "That’s Moth. Cobweb is a dark gray and Mustardseed is an orange tiger cat. I feed them, but nobody owns them." Kelli hid a yawn behind her hand. "I’m sorry, Logan, but I’ve got to get some sleep. Make yourself at home. There’s no television, but there are plenty of books up in your room that you might find interesting."
    "I looked through them this morning. Some of them looked fascinating, others weird, and then some were over my head. I gather they must have been Ben’s." Kelli started up the steps. "Yes. Good night, Logan, and whatever you do, don’t lock the doors."
    "Why?"
    "You’re in Fairyland now. Fairies are very curious creatures and take exception to being purposely locked out." She saw Logan’s look of disbelief. "Don’t worry, they won’t harm you, they’re just nosy."
    "Are you saying there really are fairies?"
    "I’m not saying anything of the kind. All I