“A woman, you want to know,” she said. “Know anything about breeding dogs?” “No,” he said. “I didn’t think so.” She squinted at him. “We got a kid, too. Ours. She carried it.” “DNA splice?” She nodded. “That’s expensive,” he said. “You know it; wouldn’t be here if we didn’t need to pay it off. But she’s beautiful.” “Your woman?” “Our kid.”
