“That —” the man says, “Is not a dog.”
Claire looks at the animal. “Fenrir?” she says. “How did she get so cute, furry, and big?”
No one answers her.
“Of course it’s a dog,” says Bohdi.
“It just ate two kilos of yellowcake,” says the man.
All the adults’ mouths drop open. Claire stands up straighter. At last she has something she can be an authority on! “I had a dog named Buster. He ate a whole sheet cake, once. He just got a little sick—I think Fenrir will be fine.”
Fenrir wiggles by Claire’s feet, looks up, and gives a bark. Claire’s about to pet her, when Bohdi swoops down, scoops her up, and says, “Maybe you shouldn’t touch her just now.”
The man with green eyes turns to Claire. “Uranium yellowcake,” says the man. “It’s radioactive.”
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I am seriously considering making the byline for part 5 of I Bring the Fire ”Fenrir, don’t eat that!”
Published on May 22, 2014 10:14