In half a second, Studmuffin and Travis were by my side to assess the situation.

"Okay, uh, we need a sledgehammer or something heavy to take the statue's arm off."

I looked at Travis with wide eyes. "Or you could just help me get my finger out."

"Right. I thought that's what I was trying to do." He wrapped gentle fingers around my wrist, his touch calm and cool. "On the count of three. Ready?"

"Better it make four, remember?" I swallowed thickly as I stared ...