A badger lumbered around from the side of the house, dark eyes twinkling as he chewed on something unidentifiable. Aria shot him a look. “What did you get into, Boris?” He looked up at her, and I had to assume that he was speaking to her in the way that Penelope spoke to me. Aria rolled her eyes and looked at me. “He found my sweets again. Damned badger is clever.” Penelope appeared
