“Down, tiger. I just noticed Spike.” He narrowed his eyes. “How do you know his name?” “Your brother might have mentioned something about it today.” Of course, when the big guy had mentioned the cactus Seth had, I had imagined a small cactus that was purchased at a home improvement store for three bucks. Spike was anything but small. It was a giant cactus I’d have expected to see in the desert, standing at least a foot taller than me and decorated top to base with tacky pink lights and ornaments stuck to the spikes. Seth and I needed to talk, but I wasn’t going to be able to focus on that
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