The latest Mis-Spelled Excerpt

Curious, I opened the bag and peered inside. It was filled with a bunch of metal items that looked like jacks. All that was missing was a rubber ball. “You want me to play games with him?”

“Games?” Millow frowned. “Honey, those are caltrops. Hill giants don’t wear shoes.”

“Oh.” Okay, that was new. I pulled out one of the spiky things and set it on the counter. I could tell no matter how it landed, at least two sharp points would be sticking upward. “They’re like suped up Legos. But if I throw them, they’ll be gone, and I’ll be Lego-less.”

“What?”

“Legolas. Famous elf?”

“Never heard of him.”