Out of the Chocolate Box (68)
What if this cockroach can read minds? Like Boris. I blocked my thoughts from him. ‘No, I don’t—just logic, if they go to the trouble of having a baby.’
‘Poor child. Should’ve never been born.’ Kirk edged closer to me and stroked my back.
I shrugged off his touch and moved away. ‘She had another child, was he yours?’