Blima wriggled away. Her expression made Harpo pause, desolate like it had been in the window, despite the monstrous snapping fingers. Harpo watched her sadly put the pliers back in the box.
Sam caught him watching her. “Do you think you want a family?”
“I do want my family back,” said Harpo. “Our movie was a bust, and my brothers are moving on. If my parents were around, they’d say you can’t break up the team.”
“I meant children,” said Sam. “Your own family.”
“Oh.” Harpo did want that. For the first time, he realized that this was the thing he really wanted—to be a family man just like Frenchie. But what if he couldn’t pull it off? Well, that’s what this experiment was for—if he could help this family, that would mean he was mature enough to have his own.
“I suggest you try it. Rent
