“They’re vicious little shits, Bracken.” “Endearingly vicious,” Roni cut in. Kathy ignored that. “They fly into rages.” “Deadly cute rages,” said Roni. “It’s not even a berserk rage, which I could at least admire.” Kathy put her hands on her hips. “They’re just downright mean.” Roni raised a finger. “Adorably mean.”
