Ms. Worldwide

“Good enough for me,” said the Winter Lady. She laid her cold hand against my cheek for a moment and then rose.
“You’re not staying?” I asked.
Molly shook her head. “Still trying to get my cohorts back to full strength. I’ve got pickups in Japan, Norway, and Siberia tonight. I’ll be back in time for morning presents.”
“Good,” I said. I wanted to see her face when she saw the Hoth-gear Princess Leia action figure I’d gotten for her. “You made some enemies last summer. Watch your back, Molls.”

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