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Content to let Kerestyan handle his own obviously dysfunctional family member, Logan shoved a piece of apple into her mouth and savored the clean, sweet taste of it.
    Besides, who was she to interrupt vampire dinner theatre?
    Odin tipped his head down and stared at Kerestyan’s hand for a second before knocking it away. “Yeah, yeah. Your home, your law, and all that other old bullshit I’ve tried so hard to forget. What the hell is she doing here?”
    “She isn’t here of her own accord.”
    “Ooh, is she food?”
    “No!” Kerestyan boomed. “She is not food.”
    Logan covered her plate as Odin took a few steps in her direction, but relaxed when he stopped a good ten feet away. She arched a brow, feeling a sudden and rather strange kinship with the apples as he leaned forward and sniffed the air around her.
    He scrunched up his face and covered his nose. “Oh, gross. She stinks like a Jersey sewer.” He lowered his hands and used one to waft air towards his face. “She’s also an addict. My nose says heroin, white not brown, injected. For at least three years, maybe four.”
    Kerestyan shook his head. “She’s not a glass of wine.”
    Logan straightened. “You can smell my blood?”
    “When you open a package of meat, can you smell if it’s rotten?”
    She didn’t award his response with an answer. Instead, she shrugged and took the biggest bite of peanut butter and jelly sandwich humanly possible. She’d been cut down most of her life, one more person demeaning her, vampire or other, wasn’t going to make a difference.
    “Odin, leave her alone.”
    “No. She seemed more than capable of defending herself when I called her an it, she can do the same now.”
    Logan licked a glob of strawberry jelly from her lower lip and smiled up at Odin. Only one comment seemed to perfectly fit her current situation. “I see dead people.”
    He leaned forward, hands on his hips. “Me, too. It’s the only explanation for what’s standing in front of me. Unless some high school kids broke into the anatomy closet and stole the classroom skeleton, stretched some cadaver skin over that bitch then cast an ancient ritual to animate it.”
    She laughed. For as much as she now disliked the bastard, she had to admit he was amusing. “Did they do the same to that shit you’re wearing? You do realize it’s 2008, right?” She raised a hand. “Wait, let me see if I can reach you using your own language. You do ken ‘tis year of our Lord two thousand and eight, aye?”
    He stood up and turned to Kerestyan, a shit eating grin stretched all the way across his face. “I shall dub her, Bones. Henceforth, I shall refer to her by no other means. ‘Tis now her title, she shall wear it well.”
    Kerestyan didn’t respond to his brother’s anachronistic declaration. Instead, he pulled a roll of bills from his pocket and tossed it at Odin. “There’s still two hours before sunrise. Would you please go down to the grocery store that’s open all night and buy Logan a few articles of clothing?”
    Logan tried as hard as she could to keep the last piece of apple firmly in her mouth when the roll of bills sailed across the room and smacked into Kerestyan’s chest with a hollow thud.
    “I am so not going to buy her clothes. I’m your twin, not your bitch.”
    Kerestyan glared at him. “I can’t very well do it myself. After witnessing both of you in childish action, by the time I returned, you’d most likely be missing a vital piece of anatomy, she’d be dead, and my home would be in flames.”
    Odin gave her a dirty look but smiled at Kerestyan. “Yeah, you’re probably right.” He reached out and pinched Kerestyan’s cheek. “But I’m only doing it because my little brother asked so sweet.”
    It was a good thing Logan had swallowed her last bite of sandwich; otherwise she’d be choking on it. If for no reason other than the half-appalled, half-murderous look on Kerestyan’s face.
    Of course, by the time Odin had