TristanWe returned home, courtesy of my ice bear. A grimy Leo was fast asleep in child form on the couch next to Gary. The babysitter raised his head from his current copy of Modern Taxidermist, placing a finger to his lips to quiet us.
“He’s exhausted, and honestly he had a few too many cookies before he conked out. If you wake him, you will quite literally have a little bear on your hands.” Gary slid off the couch and tiptoed to the door.
Stopping by Liv, he kissed her on the forehead. “Glad you’re back. See you tomorrow. ” Then to me he said, “You killed her.”
It was a statement, not a question.
“Avalanche. Nothing could survive that. Even a succubus.”
Gary raised an eyebrow at me but exited the back door without a word.
Liv locked the door behind him. She reached up, touching my
