"I don't have a library of books like that. Just that one. I mean, there aren't a lot of hiding places in this house. If I wanted to hide a gift for someone, where the heck would I hide it? It was just necessity, you know?" Angus laughed. "And frankly, that book was one that came as a free book when I bought a particular book a few years ago at Flourish and Blotts. Neither book--the one I wanted, or the freebie that came with the one I wanted--were worth a crap. So it honestly was no literary loss for me to cut the innards out of that book. A hiding place was truly all that book was good for."
"We're going to see Dad," Anise shouted as the girls dashed up the steps and out the door. "We'll be back for supper--I think."
"For girls who lost their mum a year or so ago, and thrown into a human world from living in a werewolf refugee camp, those two are amazingly well adjusted," Marcus said. "You both should be proud."
"Well, I don't know that I did anything," Angus said. "They were good girls when we got them. They were blessed enough to have good parents. All we had to do was to give them a place to sleep and food in their bellies. They've never given us any trouble. Honestly, some days Caprice and Diamond give us more trouble than that." That made Marcus laugh.
"That's a baby for you. No boundaries whatsoever," Marcus said. "Someday you'll miss it."
"Remind me of that in about 20 years, will you?" Angus laughed. "Right now, I'm about over the dirty diaper thing."
"Well, the worst could be about over. I mean, after all, Caprice is going to be one in a few days, right? Some babies are potty trained as early as 18 months. And she's early as it is, so maybe by July or so, she'll be done with diapers."
"From your mouth to God's ears," Angus laughed.