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333 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 15, 2021
There are a few bangs and a muffled curse, and then the door swings open, bright daylight flooding inside. Pain shoots into my brain. I squeeze my eyes shut.
There’s a grunt.
“What did you do to my shirts?” Heavy growls.
“Sat on them,” I say in the direction of his voice.
“Why are your eyes closed?”
“It’s too bright.”
“You were in there an hour and a half, tops.” He sounds grumpy.
“I have a light sensitivity.”
“You’re really fucking delicate, aren’t you?”
In some ways, yes. In some ways, no. I shrug a shoulder, and his huge shirt slips down. He sighs and stomps into the room, his footsteps echoing. All that’s missing is the bum, bum, bum.
Then he tromps back, coming straight for me.
“Why are you smiling?” he grumbles.
Plastic carefully slides behind my ears. Sunglasses. I blink and open my eyes, my fingers flying to the frames. They’re comically huge.
“Bum, bum, bum.” I can’t help it. My lip twitches. “You stomp around like a cartoon giant.”
“You need me to nail you back in a little longer to learn some respect?” He swings the hammer at his side.
“Respect is earned, Popeye.”
“I look nothing like Popeye.”
“Whatever you say, Shrek.”
“You’ve got quite a mouth on you for someone who’s been cooling her heels in a closet.”
I shrug. “I don’t have a filter.”
“You should get one.”
“You should get a thicker skin, Gaston.”