eyes. “But your face. It’s freaking us the fuck out.” “Don’t apologize to her,” Stevie said. “She deserves what she got. Leave the porcupines alone, Max!” “Are you done lecturing me, Mom?” Eyes narrowing, Stevie gripped her sister’s shoulder with one hand and took hold of about six quills with the other. Then she yanked. Max howled in pain and jerked back. “You bitch!” She pushed past Stevie and disappeared down the hallway, calling out, “Charlie!” Stevie grinned, the quills—bloody at the tips—still gripped in her hand. Then they all jumped yet again when they heard Dag’s startled roar of
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