'Just tell me what happened,' I insisted. At least on his level, much less the rest of his friends’. But really, he knew as well as I did, that I just wasn't used to cussing. Those hazel-brown eyes slid over to me, a small smile lifting up one corner of his mouth but it didn't do anything. 'What's wrong?' I asked him again when he didn't answer. Only one of us could be a moody shit, and that would be me. He still smiled but it was shadowed and guarded. Something was bothering him and it was nipping at him, over and over again. The problem was, he was still acting weird. I made sure he was okay, and then changed the subject. Preferably with his fists it seemed, when he came home two nights ago with a busted lip and refused to tell me what happened. He was an advocate of either ignoring things or dealing with them head on. One of the most laid-back people I'd ever met in my life, he wasn't the type to sit back and let things bother him. I didn't understand what was going on with him, but every time I asked, he always answered the same way.įor the last two days, Sonny had been acting really erratic. He shrugged and it made me narrow my eyes. 'I can just see what they have to offer.' The answer didn’t come as easily as I would have expected. I liked kids but did I like them that much? The better question was, did I dislike Dex enough to sacrifice one moody devil for a bunch of innocent demons? But now that I really thought about it.crap.

At that point, nothing could have brought me down. The last time I'd worked at a daycare center, I'd been twenty and fresh out of radiation therapy. The idea of working with a bunch of kids sounds like hell,' he murmured.

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