“I will repay your kindness, mistress,” he said, tongue extending, unsuccessfully, toward my shoes. “I will be your humble slave until my debt is paid, and then you shall tell your lord father how useful I have been, and he will take me back.”
I’ve never met my father. Never wanted to. Again, though, I
didn’t set him straight.
“That’s very sweet,” I said. “I’m sure you’d make a wonderful demon slave, but it’s the twenty-first century and there are laws against that sort of thing. So how about I just let you go back to hell, where I’m sure Lucifer will be happy—”
“Nooo!” he howled.
I’ve never met my father. Never wanted to. Again, though, I
didn’t set him straight.
“That’s very sweet,” I said. “I’m sure you’d make a wonderful demon slave, but it’s the twenty-first century and there are laws against that sort of thing. So how about I just let you go back to hell, where I’m sure Lucifer will be happy—”
“Nooo!” he howled.