“I promise you will be very interested in what Cheryl has to say.” Betty navigated up the winding driveway of Thorn Hill, throwing the car in park in the circular driveway.
“I still don’t see why this couldn’t wait until a normal hour. It isn’t even dawn yet. You just got home from work.” Betty gave him a pointed look. “Okay, fine,” he sighed. “But there better be breakfast.”
A few hours later, they were sitting for dinner when Joaquin started making idol small talk.
“So, Betty. I didn’t know you were a Serpent. I definitely would remember seeing you around.”
“Oh, I’m not. What would make you say that I am?”
“With that giant snake on your thigh, I just figured that must be the case,“ Joaquin said, taking a bite of his pizza.
“Oh. Right. Nope. Not a Serpent. I woke up on my eighteenth birthday with this giant green monstrosity and I’ve been trying to figure it out ever since.”
