“You are very spry for a sixty-year-old.”
“Matthias had us checked out.We don’t age.We became adults and just...stayed.”She looked at him.“How old are you?”
He smiled.“Forty-five.”
“Oh.Shoot.Younger than I thought.”
“Really?I think you already did the math.”
“Well, speakers get run through.I don’t know if you are appropriate as a person of interest.”
He grinned and took one of her hands.“You can’t even say it?”
“Nope.”
“Can I show you to your sister’s place?It’s tricky to find in the dark.”
She looked at his hand on hers and nodded.“Okay.You lead the way.”
Never gathered her garbage into a ball and walked it over to the troll can.She always left a little extra for him.She stroked the metal.“Having fun in there?”
He chortled, and the can pressed against her.
“You know it?”
“Oh, he and I go way back.He was the first thing I ever hunted.He was eating packaging out of my backpack after school, so I asked Dem-rah if he could install him here, and he did.He’s really happy now.”
“What is he?”
“Um, smaller than you think.”She tapped her fingers rapidly on the top of the can.
Tam-or put his trash into the garbage and handed her the helmet.“Follow me.”
“Yes, Speaker.”
He gave her a narrow-eyed look, and she pulled her helmet on and got on her bike.He got into a dark green SUV, which made her smile for some reason, and she started her bike and followed him back toward the neighbourhood where she had completed revenge.
He turned right instead of left and drove down a road that paralleled the one to the clan territory.The house was surprising and difficult to pair with Cora’s sensibilities.It was quiet, pretty, and had lovely gardens that Never had no trouble seeing in the dark.
“Did she give you a key?”
“No.I don’t need one.”She walked up to the front door and phased through it.She then turned and opened it for Tam-or.
She smiled.“Want to come in while I ransack her stuff?”
He chuckled.“I would settle for some tea.”
“Revenge of the taco?”
He chuckled.“No taco has ever caused me upset.”
Never led the way into the kitchen, feeling the weight of fatigue on her.She filled up the kettle, and it was her favourite kettle.While she waited for it to boil, she got two cups ready.They were her favourite set.
She rubbed her head.“Goddamnit!”
“What?”He walked up to her and rubbed her arms.
“This is my house.She fricking bought me a house.”
