"Yup, got the kids some unhealthy, greasy, horrible fast food." Teague nodded, with his bag of fries in one hand, burger in the other. He looked around, "I'm actually pretty glad we decided to stay here, Bren. Our house in California is way too small for this family." He flopped down in a kitchen chair and made mooky eyes at her. "He was climbing the bookshelves at the library, but he cleans up after himself. Can we keep him? He's no worse than Torii."
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