One-half of Deux Lectrices, writing about the things I read.
She nodded. “Yeah. I remember them. They left. They left about half an hour ago.”
“Huh?” I gaped at her in disbelief.
“They asked me to give you a message,” the Horror said.
“Message? What message?” I asked.
“Good-bye,” the Horror replied.
Am I nearing the "$10,000 is enough for two replacement kids" part? O_O