“Well, crap.” I rubbed at my forehead. “All right. I need to check in with everyone, make sure we’re as prepared for this as we can be.”
Frigg took her phone back. “What about that vacation?”
I bit my bottom lip. I really wanted that vacation.
“I want to go.”
“You should.” She reached over and patted my hand. “What did you decide on?”
“Cabin in the mountains.”
“Oh,” she said, knowing what I’d already figured out.
The storm we’d had last night had dropped a lot of snow in the mountains. The one tonight would mean closing the passes.
If Ryder and I wanted a chance at the hot tub, at peace and quiet, just the two of us, solitude at a little cabin out in the middle of nowhere, we’d need to leave now. Or as close to now as possible.
“Well?” Than asked.
“Well what?”
“Are you going on vacation, or are you going to let a minor weather event stop you?”
“It’s not minor.”
He waved one hand. “In the history of storms, it will not deserve an asterisk’s worth of ink.”
“Weather won’t stop me,” I said. “But I’m not going to be stupid either. Driving into a blizzard is stupid.”
“There’s no blizzard yet. Passes are still open,” Frigg said.
“Perhaps if you hurried?” Than suggested.
I closed my eyes for an extra beat. “I have been hurrying. It’s you two cocoa freaks who are dawdling.”
“That’s true,” Frigg said. “I am a cocoa freak. So are you ready to get this show on the road?”
“I am,” Than said.
“Do you have the vessel?” I asked.
“I do,” he said.
“And you, Frigg, do you have the porting vessel?”
“Right here.” She plopped the bobbin from her spinning wheel onto the table like this was a game of poker and she’d just upped the ante. “Let’s see it,” she challenged.
Than took his time placing all the little silver pots on a tray. He rose and settled them behind him. Next was the carafe. Then he brushed off the tablecloth, and finally, he sat back in the chair.
“What are you going to use for—” I asked, but stopped suddenly when, with a flourish of his hand, he deposited the vessel he intended to use for carrying all the resting god powers onto the table.
The silence became a living thing.
“That’s a toy.”
“You have keen observation skills, Reed Daughter.”
I studied his face. “You’re serious? This is what you want to use to hold all the powers?”
