Chapter 3
The October breeze was cool, perhaps even borderline chilly, especially on the lake front. Nevertheless, Io sat on the pier, dangling his feet into the inky waters. At least one of the homes on the shore scented the air with the aroma of fire. He inhaled deeply, especially fond of this time of year, when the world readied for its months’ long slumber. Bitterly cold days meant snuggling closer to Cinder.
If they were even still together.
Io experienced a twinge of pain in the general location of his heart. A warm hand took his and gave it a gentle, yet reassuring squeeze. Sitting to his left was his best friend. If it was possible for a gargoyle to have one. Daisy was a beautiful girl, perhaps even cover girl gorgeous, hidden behind a pair of frameless glasses, brown hair twist
