A jerk on my harness made me look up sharply as Daniel adjusted the rope, preparing to let me belay down. The look on his face told me who’d won. Damn, I said. Seriously?By a fingertip, Rafe said. You need to grow longer arms.
Kelley Armstrong
A jerk on my harness made me look up sharply as Daniel adjusted the rope, preparing to let me belay down. The look on his face told me who’d won. Damn, I said. Seriously?By a fingertip, Rafe said. You need to grow longer arms.