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Story: A Measure of Menace

“Of course.” My resolve resurged. I’d protect Grace from the demons of hell if I had to. “Let anyone try to get in our way.”

“That’s the spirit.” Daniel tugged me closer. “My brave, brave Kat. What would my life be without you?”

“Your stomach would be less filled, that’s for certain,” I said.

Daniel laughed, a warm, gladdening sound. “So would my heart.”

And mine. But as it was, with Daniel, Grace, James, and my friends, I had everything I needed.

Another piece of coal broke, reminding me of the late hour. I’d need to bank the fire and go to bed.

Instead, I sat with Daniel holding me, my head resting on his smooth hair, letting myself savor this moment of happiness as long as I was able.