Kelly took a step in front of her children. The twins took steps to the side so they could see, and crossed arms. James gulped. Bill said, “Here, and now, in this house—”
“Oh, stop,” said the demon on the right, and perched on the table, swinging legs. She was wearing the same jeans, though a different shirt, this one with a glittery dragon on it, picked out in purple and bronze. “We’re here to help. Hey, Kris.”
“Mara,” Kris said. “And…Ylse and Raissa? Didn’t Justin say he’d put up house-wards?”
“I love that you remembered.” She beamed at him. “I told you he was adorable. Our baby’s first human, look.” The other two, respectively lounging against a wall and claiming a bar-stool, made happy cooing noises. Might’ve been pigeons, if pigeons had pointed teeth and wicked eerie beauty. “We’re
