Page 55 of Dancing for the Minotaur

The boy’s face brightened.

“Thanks!”

Taurex remained on one knee and lowered his head even more.

Cody approached cautiously and reached out one hand, running his fingertips over the smooth outer curve of Taurex’s left horn. The boy’s eyes widened.

“Cool! Just like a real bull!”

“Cody…” Terra sighed.

“What? It’s cool, Mom. And the Bull-man doesn’t mind.”

Taurex laughed again.

“I am pleased you approve of my horns.”

“Are they heavy?” Cody wanted to know.

Taurex shook his head.

“Not to me.”

“Can you feel it when I touch them?”

“Yes, though not as strongly as you would feel someone touching your skin.”

“Do they grow?”

“They did when I was younger. Now they are as big as they will get.”

“What happens if one breaks?”

“Cody, maybe don't interrogate him,” Terra said.

Taurex shook his head.

“The boy is curious–I don’t mind.”

He answered several more questions about his horns and then finally straightened to his full height. Both children tipped their heads back to continue looking at him.

Lisa gasped.

“You’re really tall.”

“I have been told this,” Taurex told her gravely.

“How tall are you?” she asked.

“A little under eight of your Earth feet.”

Cody let out a low whistle.

“That’s as tall as the tallest basketball player! Do you like to play basketball?”

Terra folded her arms and gave Taurex a “what can you do?” face.

“I'm beginning to think bringing you here was a mistake. They're never going to stop asking questions now.”