"WHAT?! Say that again? Your wolf, she spoke to you?", Brodie bombarded me with questions. He was even more confused than I was.Not wanting to get into here I said, "Let's go to mine. I'll explain what I can there okay? Plus then I don't have to repeat everything again to my parents. Two birds, one stone and all that.", taking his hand, we quickly walked the short distance to my house.My mother opened the door before we could reach it, fussing about the time, "Where have you two been? I was expecting you a while ago....Don't just stand there, come in.", She ushered us in with a flick of her dish cloth. She looked at Brodie. "You'll stay for dinner ofcourse, won't you dear?", my mother was like a hen clucking around it's chicks.Brodie was still reeling in shock at my revelation. "Uh...Yeah sure, Mrs. Christie. That would be great.", he managed to reply as she pushed us into the house."Tsk. None of that Mrs. Christie nonsense. It's Violet.", she tutted
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