The wolf looked at Sylvia and wagged his tail deliberately.
He kept his mouth closed, which was smart of him.
She wouldn't be happy if she got a good look at his teeth--which were bigger than any dog's I've ever seen.
"What breed is it? I've never seen such a monster." Sam's ears flattened a bit.
But then Maia kissed him on the top of his head.
"He's cute, Mam? .
I bet I could ride him in the fair, and we would win a ribbon.
We should get a dog.
Or a pony.
We could keep it in the parking lot." "Uhm, maybe he's a Great Pyrenees mix?" I offered.
"Something big." "Abominable Snow Dog," suggested Tia dryly.
She rubbed Sam briskly under one ear.
Sylvia sighed.
"I suppose if he hasn't eaten them yet, he won't." "I don't think so," I agreed cautiously.
I looked at Sam, who seemed perfectly fine, more relaxed than I'd seen him since I walked into the storeroom at the hospital.
Sylvia sighed again, theatrically, her dramatically large eyes glittering with fun.
"Too bad.
It would be much less trouble if I had a few less children, don't you think?" "Mam?!"came the indignant chorus.
"There aren't as many as there seem to be when they are running around shrieking," I told her.
"I've noticed.
When they are asleep, they are a little bit cute.
It's a good thing, or none of them would have survived this long." I looked around.
They'd already been working for a while.
"You know, people are going to walk in--and turn around and walk back out because they won't recognize the place.
Are Gabriel and Zee in the shop?" "S?, yes, they are.
Thank you for the use of your car." "No troubles," I told her.
"I don't need it right now.
And you can do me a favor and tell me about anything you notice is wrong with it." "Besides the steering wheel popping off?" I grimaced.
"Yep." "I will do so.
Now you and that .