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“Suck on that, Smurf.”
glowing-spaghetti-noodle-of-doom
She gestures at me with one finger, and that puzzles me. Does she think I speak their hand language? I decide to memorize the signal in case I need it to talk to Li-lah. I practice it a few times and then pack my bags for the morning.
“I guess I have an alien boyfriend now,” she muses as she presses her cold hands against my side. “That’s different.” If boy-friend is the human word for mate, then yes, yes she does have one.
