"
Watch this," Jenks whispered. My eyebrows rose as the pixy flitted from my earring. The autumn sun coming in was suddenly full of sparkles as he
surreptitiously sifted a glowing dust over the
detective. I'd bet my best pair of lace panties it wasn't the usual pixy dust. Glenn had been pixed.
I hid a smile. In about twenty minutes Glenn would be itching so bad he wouldn't be able to sit still.