CHAPTER 32––––––––
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Jeremy snarled at Mara as she backed away from him in the living room. Hissing and spitting, he ripped off his shirt and sported his own set of flesh-colored wings and talons. He alternately flapped and clawed, threatening to attack.
Mara heard Ping’s footfalls coming toward them and tried to maneuver the kid so his back would face the entrance from the hall. She did not want him to attack Ping. That would cause him to disperse again, leaving her holding the bag for the third time today. Just as she had the boy well positioned, Ping poked his head into the room and waved the toothbrush.
“Do it!” she yelled.
He stepped up behind the boy and tapped him on the shoulder with the toothbrush. Nothing happened.
“Do it again!” she yelled.
The boy turned around and
