I’m roasting chickpeas, letting the paratha dough rest while the filling cooks on the stove, and dehydrating jerky all at the same time. There’s flour on my face, coating my arms, grease and oil splattered across my apron.I’ve been cooking and gathering everything Jai’s allowed to take in the single backpack he’s bringing to the Unseelie Court.A fully stocked first aid kit, extra clothing, a good luck silver coin wrapped in a basil leaf and twine for protection, his pocketknife, hot sauce—because the Goddess knows my boy can’t live without his spice—deodorant, cologne, a water bottle with a filter and purifier, and a fire starter set are already packed. Now I’m finishing the food.Liam walks into the kitchen, a few bags from the local store in his hands. “I think I just made the weirdest purchase of my life at Gilligan’s. Gel pens in, like, fifteen colors, ten disposable cameras, five compact mirrors, and enough candy to give a giraffe diabetes.”I shoot him a smile over my shoulder
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