She sucked in a sharp breath and covered her mouth with her hands for a few seconds before dropping them to her lap, leaning in, and saying, “How remiss of me. However, truth is, my name isn’t important. Like the Terminator, I go by an ominous title instead. It’s kind of scary in certain circles when it’s mentioned...in a whisper...after checking under all the beds...and in all the closets.” She seemed to be trying to give Mia an intimidating stare, but the look was ruined by the huge bubble she blew in that moment. She sucked the chewing gum back into her mouth and said, “They call me the Pixie.”
The Pixie? Where was the intimidation-factor in that? “Sounds...like...you know who you are.” She held up her hands, flat to the ceiling and shrugged. “I’m Mia, but I think you already know that
