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My mother put her hands on her hips "You sound pretty confident, Mr…"

"Teegan," he supplied

"Mr Teegan What would you say if I served spider soup and dung beetle pie?"

He glanced atus how yus please’"

Mother chuckled "And ould your sister say?"

"Reema would tell ot sick before trying it"

Myreed

I drew in a deep breath "They’re not his oron the official adoption papers"

Again my mother showed impressive restraint over her ean answered in a rush "Our mom died and ere on our ohich was okay I ic and Opal saved us"

"She did?" My mother wiped her clean hands on her apron over and over--a danger signal

I juan could expound "Actually, they saved me And they’re the reason I went to the Citadel I’ll tell you all about it during supper"

The mention of a meal propelled her into host mode "Where are my manners? You’re hot and thirsty fro roo drinks and a snack" Mother shooed us out of her kitchen

The roo an explored the space, found the bookshelf and happily sorted through the selection,a pile to read Devlen settled next to me and automatically tucked me under his arm

"That ell," he said

"I’ll suffer for it later Her interrogation techniques would crack a hardened cri She’s very sweet"