Chapter Ten
What I most wanted to do was to curl up and read my book with Fitz. But what I most needed to do was to mow my grass. I didn’t want to incite the wrath of Zelda. I threw on my yard clothes and fired up the push mower. The grass was still a little soggy so it wasn’t the cleanest looking cut, but at least it wasn’t tall anymore. I finished up by pulling a few errant weeds in the front flowerbed.
My cell phone started ringing as soon as I headed inside. I groaned when I saw who it was. “Hi, Zelda,” I said through clinched teeth. “I took care of it, by the way.”
Zelda said haughtily, “Took care of what?”
“My grass. I know it was super-long. Isn’t that what you’re calling about?”
“I’m afraid it’s yet another infraction.” Zelda put a good deal of emphasis on another.
My head st
