“A blue-horned devil.” I smile at him. Nick sits up straighter, staring back at me with his curiosity almost tangible. He tilts his head as he tries to figure out who I mean by that when my mother’s clicking tongue has us turning to her.
“Can we refrain from this kind of talk?” she asks tiredly.
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