"It's not like you gotta worry 'bout keepin' it alive. Doubt she could tell the difference," I point out, snorting out a laugh when Flo parks her ass between us, squeezing her way into the space and tucking herself against my side, the sand dollar back safely in her palms.
"Anyway, 'til you gotta damn pig and two cats to deal with, I got you beat."
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Date: 2011-08-17 02:21 am (UTC)"Anyway, 'til you gotta damn pig and two cats to deal with, I got you beat."