Three May Days
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Three May Days
Evermore Island series, Book 3
by Troy H. Gardner
Genre Contemporary Fantasy Romance
Tags Elves, fairies, holiday, giants, May Day, castles, mythical creatures, family
Release April 11, 2014
Editor Christine I. Speakman
Line Editor Greta Gunselman
Cover Designer Charlotte Volnek
On the hard-to-find Evermore Island, where mythical creatures live and work, May Day is a much beloved holiday. Fairy tale creatures celebrate with songs, parties, and feasts. And just like any other holiday, May Day means family obligations.
The fairy Abelone, secretary for Cupid, has recently started dating Joe, a handsome half-giant/half-dwarf. The two have kept their relationship a secret. The upcoming holiday seems like the perfect time to introduce each other to their families.
With gruff and over-eager families, confused friends, and lies to keep track of, how will the happy couple survive three May Days?
On a particular Friday evening near the end of April, Abelone had ensured her two best friends would meet up with her at their usual watering grounds because she had something very important to tell him.
She had arrived early, saved their favorite booth, and waited for the others, her palms sweating. She ordered a double martini just to calm her nerves and wasn’t surprised when Joe sat across from her with his own large lager.
“I don’t think this is going to go well,” Joe said. He looked at her with his adorable chocolate eyes and dark curly hair, and she wanted to melt.
“It’ll be fine. These are my friends. They’ll be easier to handle than…the others.” She took a mighty swig of her mixed drink, which he quickly matched.
“Yeah, but I expect our families to be difficult. I’m prepared for that.” Joe chuckled and Abelone felt reassured.
“Everything will be fine,” she said, although she didn’t believe it.
“Hey, TGIF, right?” It was November, sidling into the booth next to Joe. “Hey, buddy, what’s up?”
“Uh, nothing. Everything’s fine. You?”
“Cropsey got burned by the oven today, but it wasn’t too bad. Cookies were fine,” November said. “Dagfinn, tell Abelone and Joe what you were up to today.”
Dagfinn joined them, sitting next to Abelone, and sighed. “Well, I’m still getting used to the differences between departments. And, okay, it’s silly, but I had been filling out T-7 forms since getting promoted to Valentine’s, and I’m talking to Criswell, at the water cooler, like always.”
November and Dagfinn cracked up. Joe looked uncertain, and Abelone shook her head.
“So, anyway, Criswell mentions wrestling with his T-4’s, and I’m like ‘What?’ Turns out Morty is using a completely different form than Cupid. Can you believe that?”
Joe shook his head. Abelone coughed. “Um, I thought I told you that on your first day?”
“Well, anyway, they gave us those interns, right? So I told mine to start reformatting every T-9 I filled out since I joined the department into a T-4. She says to me, ‘Is this standard?’ and I’m at a loss. Then, Criswell walks by, and—”
“I have something important to tell you guys,” Abelone blurted out.
“Uh, what is it?” November asked, looking extremely uncomfortable. “Are you all right? You don’t look well.”
“Someone’s sick?” Dagfinn worried. “Do you need platelets? I’m not sure exactly what platelets are, but you can have mine. To a reasonable extent.”
“No one’s sick,” Abelone said.
“At least not yet,” Joe said, looking rather queasy.