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Victoria lunged out of her chair to catch her, instinctively protecting someone smaller and weaker than she was.“You people are fudging nuts,” she said, helping the unsteady teen back to her chair.Vic’s tone was full of amusement rather than scorn.Already, these strange people were worming their way into her heart.
Chapter Thirty
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VICTORIA STAYED FORa few hours to get to know her new neighbors.Her stomach rumbled at lunchtime and she reluctantly got to her feet.“I need to head home,” she said.“I still need to get my clothes dry and cook the venison you gave me.”
“I can rig a clothesline for you,” Camriel said, surging to his feet as well.“Show me where you want it and I’ll install it for you right now.”
“Chill, dude,” Vic said in amusement.“I don’t need any help, but I could use some thin rope if you have any.”
“What are you going to cook the venison on?”Zoe asked.
“I stole a frying pan from a store in a nearby town,” Victoria said, pointing towards the quaint settlement.“I can cook the meat over the fire.”
“I think she’s talking about the town we stole the romance books from,” Grace said.
“It does have a small bookstore,” Victoria confirmed.
“You must have climbed the mountain from the east side,” Amaros figured.“We scavenge supplies from a town to the southwest of here.”
“We can give you a spare hotplate and some small propane bottles,” Zoe offered.“It’ll be a lot easier than cooking over a fire.”
“That’d be great,” Vic said, amazed at their generosity.Everyone else she’d met lately had tried to kill her.
“When can you start teaching us how to fight?”Grace asked as Amaros searched for a spare hotplate in a storeroom.Cam scrounged up some of the smaller propane bottles.
“Whenever you like,” Victoria said.“It’s not like I’ve got a fudging list of things to do.”
“Did any of your foster parents ever try to wash your mouth out?”Zoe asked curiously.
Vic laughed and shook her head.“Who do you think taught me to swear so much?”
“It must have been hard to switch to non-cusswords,” Grace said in sympathy.
“It took a while to get the hang of it,” the wrestler confessed, taking the items from the men with a nod of thanks.“It still puts most people off,” she added.
