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“Just hanging out, watching someWild Krattswith her abductor?” she asked sarcastically.
“What’sWild Kratts?” I asked back.
“It’s a kid show,” she told me.
“How do you know kids’ shows?”
“Hello?” she called. “I have a nephew and a niece since Dream is working on making baby daddies of as many dudes as she can divest of their sperm.”
Oh yeah, right.
Luna’s older sister, Dream, was an interesting one. I wasn’t sure she resided on our same planet.
Then again, Luna’s parents were a lot like Dream, though a little more down to earth.
Luna hadn’t entirely fallen far from that tree, but she didn’t live in a house in Tempe obscured by an overgrown garden, owning and fostering more cats and dogs than was probably legal, and using her spare time to march in every protest organized, or standing outside grocery stores asking for people to sign petitions.
Nor did she flit from dude to dude, casually getting knocked up, and having babies she treasured who she put in cloth diapers because the disposable ones didn’t biodegrade (or whatever).
The diaper bucket at Dream’s house featured prominently in a number of my nightmares. Just sayin’.
“Raye, I’ve been worried sick,” Luna said, taking me out of my reverie about why, exactly, she didn’t put Jacques in that Tiffany’s dog collar.
“Okay, I looked in more than his front window,” I admitted.
She threw her hands up, stared at the ceiling, then turned to Cap.
“And you fed into her crap?” she demanded.
“When he’d thrown her on the floor of his dining room, she’d stun-gunned him, and he collapsed on top of her, Mace and I interceded.”
I was wrong earlier.
Now, here we go.
I felt my eyes get big and my mouth cried, “Oh my God, dude! Total snitch!”
Luna turned to me and yelled, “You confronted the guy?”
“He was headed in Elsie Fay’s direction.”
“Did you have your phone on you?” Luna asked.
“Luna, I?—”
“Did you?” she pressed.
“Yes.”
“And you know what hitting the digits nine one one will get you?”
I looked to Cap.
He had his arms crossed on his chest and an expression on his face that teetered between entertained and tacit agreement with Luna.
“So, no help from you, then,” I groused.
He looked to Luna and “helped.” “My bad about Lenny’s. She’d left her wallet in her car, so I covered it for her.”
