“Taking up a side business in extermination?” he asked me. I thought I detected a note of humor in his voice.
Yes, clearly. :p
“Assisting my people. Some goodwill will help when I’m more firmly in power here.” I couldn’t help but sound a mite defensive.
“Yep. That guy over there will be singing your praises.”
“Yeah, I was thinking of inviting him as my plus one to the boxing club gala this weekend. Have some fun beating the crap out of each other in formal clothing.”
I looked over my shoulder at the ‘dad’ who’d been giving me a hard time. He was ignoring Sierra and Charlotte, who were talking to the larger group of people. Instead, he watched the bugs cart the dead rats down the street, as if he thought I would slack on the job.
I would imagine that would be the more interesting sight anyway. :p
“I don’t understand people sometimes.”
I don’t know if anyone does, really.
“My guess? When everything went to hell, he told himself he’d be the ‘man’ for his family. Take charge, provide, protect. He failed. Then some little girl waltzes in and takes care of all that all at once?”
Ah, yeeah, that might spur some irritation.
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