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This must be the brother, Harry

For a second soue’s one just as quick

The little guy poked his sister and whispered, though it was loud enough for Teague to hear “Why is that man in his underwear?”

She whispered back, equally unconcerned with actually whispering “I don’t know but I don’t think Mo to like it”

Teague had had enough He strode forward and held out the wiggling bundle of fur, avoiding the licking tongue as he did so “Take your puppy and go home”

“His nao,” Harry offered with a half smile

“For Christ sake,” Teague growled, annoyed, exhausted, and in need of some damn food

“Wow,” Harry said, poking at his sister “That’s orse than what I said Mommy wouldn’t like that at all”

“I don’t give a flying fu—” He stopped hiirl clapped her hand over her mouth in horror

He took a ether, but one And he was still holding on to the da

He was done

“Take your dog and go back to wherever the hell it is that you came from” He winced at the sound of his words because they didn’t sound nice If his ood and damned if he didn’t deserve it

“You’re gru that el

“Morgan Anderson Campbell I told you not to come over here by yourself”

Finally The mother