Hot and Badgered (Honey Badger Chronicles, #1)

by Shelly Laurenston

Making a sound of disgust, Charlie turned on her heel and walked back into the kitchen. “Where did she find the flour?” Livy asked Vic. “We have flour? ” “I don’t know why you’re all mad at me!” Stevie argued. “He is still our father!” “I’m not angry at you,” Dag suddenly announced, thoughtfully gazing across the room. “But I don’t know you. So I don’t have any reason to be angry at you.” A “beep” sound from the kitchen had Livy frowning. “We have a microwave oven?” she asked Vic. “When did we get a microwave oven?” A moment later Charlie returned from the kitchen. Now she held a stainless steel mixing bowl in the crook of her left arm and a wooden spoon in her right hand. And whatever she had in that bowl was taking a hell of a beating from that spoon. “No one is angry at you, Stevie,” Charlie stated, still mixing. “I don’t blame you for how you feel about that idiot.” “I call him Dad,” Stevie said to the others. “But we have a serious problem here. We’re not safe while he’s alive.” “I could track him down,” Max said. “Kill him.” She glanced at Stevie. “Cry a little about doing that if it will make you feel better.” Stevie’s eyes narrowed. “It wouldn’t.”

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