“Birdie, your dad is a fucked up son of bitch.” The moist press of his lips moves against my ear. “When I meet him, it's going to be a problem. For him. But until that happens, why don’t you throw out every goddamn thing you learned from him? No more walking off ax wounds, no more looking out for Shay so he can eat in peace. You got him through the rough waters. He’s safe here, and now it’s time to take a break and let us be the lookouts.” His voice gets rougher. “You’d be a shit sister if you didn’t use this time to rest up. So, if Mal wants to bandage you up, you let him. If I give you
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