Angelfire by Christina Bauer

Author:Christina Bauer [Bauer, Christina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781946677648
Publisher: Monster House Books

22

MYLA

Damn, but Lincoln’s dad is a dick.

I wish I had some magical speech at hand to help my husband feel better. But after what the Beryl Xyston revealed?

What a shit show.

We get ready for the trip to Purgatory. Lincoln changes into a human-style suit and tie. The quasi people associate medieval dress with the idea of, wow, that person will try to kill me soon. Only because it’s happened before.

But I digress.

For my part, I fluff my hair and watch my semi-naked husband march around. One perk of being demonic is that I normally look pretty good without much effort. And a bonus of being way-pregnant is that even if I look like crap on a cracker, I don’t care.

In short order, we’re ready for the long hike to the Arx Hall’s pulpitum transfer station. This involves a short hike through the suite. Along the way, we make a major discovery.

The door to the baby’s room is open.

Both of us freeze a few yards from the door. Like the Grinch on Christmas morning, we lean to one side and listen intently. There’s no sound from the baby’s room.

The angels are gone.

I freeze in place. “You don’t think they’re done already, do you?”

Lincoln winks. “One way to find out.”

We step into the baby’s room and… Wow. Just wow.

I let out a low whistle. “This is a whooooole lotta purple.”

“Ah, yes.”

Everything’s in a shade of lavender normally reserved for flowers and other people’s grandmothers. The room is now packed with stuff. There’s purple duck wallpaper, a pattern that’s also on the rocking chair, changing table, and crib.

I open a nearby closet and things go from purple to fabulous. My parents have crammed this thing with stuff I should have been worrying about a long time ago, like onesies, formula, and disposable diapers.

The angels have converted another, larger closet into a mini play room, complete with a playpen and swing. The shelves here are packed with med stuff. I count band-aids, thermometers, and a plastic ball with a little nub on it.

What is this nubby-ball for? I scan the box.

“Lincoln, you won’t believe this.”

He comes by and looks over my shoulder. “What?”

“This thing?” I raise the combo plastic ball-n-nubby. “Is so we can suck snot out of our baby’s nose.”

Lincoln nods sagely. “That is rather unexpected.”

“I mean, who would think you’d have to suck snot out of a baby nose, let alone have the need be so great, someone mass manufactures ball-n-nubby snot suckers?” I reset the item on the shelf. “I don’t want to think about a life where that’s necessary enough to both purchase and keep on a shelf. I’ll just pretend I didn’t see that.”

But I did see it.

“Hold on.” My eyes widen. “If you haven’t seen these in Antrum, maybe it’s something for Purgatory only. Do quasi-kids create extra mucus?”

“No idea.”

Fortunately, a low shelf of books catches my eye. Anything to stop thinking about the snot sucker. “Look at this!” I clap. “Reading materials.” I scan the book spines. “Oh, Mom got us all the classics.

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