Chapter Three
“Ouch! Darn it, Ha’ven, will you stop doing that!” Vox growled as he raised his stinging finger to his mouth. “This isn’t working. We’re going to have to think of something different.”
“Darn it?” Ha’ven asked, turning away from the panel he was working on to look at Vox with a raised eyebrow. “Since when did you start saying ‘darn’? That is more like what my Emma says when she is mad at me. If I’m not mistaken, Riley uses a different word.”
Vox scowled at Ha’ven and shook his head. “Not anymore,” he replied with a wry grin. “Roam is starting to talk clearer. The other night we were tucking him into bed, I turned out the light like I normally do and the next thing I knew he yelled out for me to turn the damn light back on. Riley decided we needed to start watching our langu
