Ch. 40.2 -- Felix spat. “Nonsense. Your family wants you to believe that you're too old, but it’s not true. Don’t you remember the stories from your childhood, and what were you promised on your name day?” Mr. Dumfries scratched his chest and frowned. “Sorry, I can barely remember my name nowadays.” The cat hissed… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 40.2 — The Call to Arms
I recently sent away for a DNA kit from Ancestry.com. I was curious, although I figured I was 75% Scottish, with a smattering of English, Irish, German, Dutch, and French. Imagine my surprise when my results came back 39% Irish. That got me wondering where all that Irish DNA came from, so I started researching… Continue reading Who was Alice Rowan?