Page 162 of Bone’s Choice
Humpty nodded. “Me too.”
“No, you’re not,” I said.
He glared at me. “Fuck you.”
Ma snapped her fingers.
“Language,” Ma scolded again.
Humpty actually looked ashamed.
It was fucking amazing.
Myth started moving toward the hallway.
I caught the back of his cut. “Nope.”
He looked at my hand and then at me. “Let go.”
“If I’m dealing with this, you’re dealing with this.”
Ma smiled.
“Myth, you’re number five.”
“Number five what?”
“Cleaning crew.”
His face went blank.
Taco started laughing.
Myth turned on him. “You’re already on the fucking crew.”
“I know, but you thought you were getting away.”
“I have shit to do.”
“So do I.”
“You were eating chips.”
“Important shit.”
Ma clapped again. “Wonderful. Munch is getting the supplies. Taco, start picking up bottles. Bull, trash. Humpty, you can get these tables wiped down. Myth—”
Myth held up a hand. “Pink.”
“Yes?”
He looked at her, then at me. “Whatever you want.”
“Smart man.”
He sighed.
I couldn’t stop the grin.
