"You mean this isn't a mobster front?!" Corry lets our a scandalized gasp. "Well then. This is a fine bakery if I have ever seen one. Congratulations. I hope my Waterhouse can find anything near this success."

The cider is a gift, not just for the hot apple cinnamon warmth, but because the sip gives her a chance to pause before responding.

"Things are good." She shrugs. "Always eventful. And Will is - Will. Siren Cove's very own Prince Charming. He has his eye on finding us a new castle." Corry is something far less than enthusiastic about that.