Peggy had leapt up – no mean feat for a woman of her advanced years and with her mobility constraints. She leant down uncomfortably close to her sister’s face. ‘I have already told you. This is my friend, Barbara. How dare you show up in my coffee shop and disrespect my friends, my chosen family! I will not tolerate that. Now, apologise to Barbara and then tell me what you want – or get out.’

— The Unveiled Lady by Elliott Hay (Vigilauntie Justice, #2.5) (30%)