Debi had been working on the manuscript for months, first in St. Mungo's, then in the weeks when Lil had been around and fussing over her. She still wasn't sure it was worth it, but it was worth a try.
"Yep, this is it." She handed over the manuscript, glad that her hands weren't shaking. "I've tested all the recipes at least twice and checked the conversion to metric. Do you think anyone will buy it? I mean, everyone likes a good cookbook but - "
But that Ligeia Dawson person seems to have cornered the market on hip Wizarding food - do I even have a chance?