“Which means you’re a hybrid. And not a bear hybrid either. We only deal with bear hybrids.” “Racism!” Stevie yelled from the safety of the tree. “It’s not racism,” Tiny grumbled. “But it is bigotry,” Berg told him. “And you know how my sister feels about that.” The bear gave Tiny a strange, knowing smile, and Charlie briefly wondered what it meant. “I really would hate to tell her about this. You know how she loves to lecture—”
I do love the triplets. :)
