“Doesn’t pretending to be food introduce a danger that one of them will want to eat me themselves?” I ask.

“Not if they see me with you. They’ll respect that you’re mine.”

“Oh, goodie.”

“If you told me what your connection to Springwater is, I might be able to come up with a better solution.”

If only it were that easy. Besides, other than the fact that I’m from Springwater, somehow, I don’t know much. “I don’t ...