He'd presented a jenk, but the old woman wouldn't take it. "For a Favor." Cerrin had thought her kind. Until he learned the cost of a favor. Eight years later Cerrin found use for favors as well. His own special currency, if you will. Traded in them, saved them, spent them if he had to. Whatever Cerrin needed done, he got done. For a Favor. Author Sidenote: By the way, I thought this up because I burned my tongue eating popcorn chicken and Mac and cheese. Just saying. Random inspiration.
5 parts