When I glanced over, my heart began racing as I realized that she was wearing something special. On her lap, I noticed what looked like garter clip bu...ps mid-thigh. Her tan nylons reflected a sheen that looked familiar--perhaps Hanes sheers, the old non-stretch type. We finally arrived at the park and got out of the car. To get to the stream bed, we had to walk down a slightly steep bank. I went down first to give her a hand. As she gamely scrambled down across some rocks and through light. If she was going to act, it needed to be now.She pulled the Ten of Cups free. Scowling, she tucked away the rest of the cards in the special pouch she had pulled them from. She had a lot of free time in the tower, and she had spent a substantial amount of that time drawing tarot cards. This deck, however, was the most special of all. She had infused every card with powerful magic, each one taking nearly a month to craft.The ice and the snow had been enough to absorb the immediate heat of the. She had confirmed as much after we captured Eros after the Snuggle Bottom mystery. When I died, she would torture me endlessly in Hell. I gulped.“So what does this have to do with Shepherd’s baby?” Eros asked.Eudora looked uncomfortable. “Some demons get destroyed and have to be replaced, and they aren’t just created from nothing. The method is complicated -- I won’t go into it -- but somehow Cassandra knew it and directed Demie and Tom to undergo the ritual with Shepherd at the exact right. But somewhere in between.It took place during the period of transition from small city states and lords to more bureaucratic civil servants in the familiar forest setting for classic tales like Little Red Riding. But the heroine had none of that girl’s innocence. The civil servant’s daughter lusted after the young, muscled son of the village blacksmith who trained in his father’s work. She heard tales of violently torn apart carcasses, deer and boars and even a hunter or two foolish enough to.