“I don’t mean you,” Clayton replied without a hint of apology. “You’re like a guy—with boobs.”
“What?” She tried to hit him from the front seat, but he was too far away. “A guy—with boobs?”
“Enough!” Miss Polly yelled. “Apologize,” she demanded.
“I’m sorry. I acknowledge that you are not, in fact, male with female appendages.”
“Very nice ones,” Richard intoned from beneath his cap.
Madison could reach him from the where she sat. She leaned over the seat back and smacked him with a copy of The Hobbit she was reading.
“Ow! Ow! Unnecessary use of dwarfs!” Richard yelled as he tried to climb over Brad.
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Historical Novels by Dellani Oakes 