"Who says? Why I haven't had to use my cane at all this winter. I might be a buck fifty then, but I'll be a spry buck fifty." He spins her in and back, assessing how much of her lessons sank in. He's a good partner and not about to ask her to do anything she's not up to doing.

"Reckon your mama's making up for stuff she thinks she missed out on. That or she's on to your wily ways--probably both." Maybe Argine would have seen fit to let Eileen choose her own dress if it hadn't been for her recent history of dungeon delving.