Klepto's Return

Y’know, Jenny really was terrified to death of hospitals. She wouldn’t have entertained the thought of checking herself in, not even for a heart attack.

I took Seesaw’s advice and went home, to the celebration of my golden-haired boys. The baby was a redhead like his mama—no magic in his blood, I guess. Jenny was a bitch to me, as usual.

All those months, I should’ve been there huggin’ my own girl instead of everyone else’s. If I had, I would’ve felt the lumps sooner. When I held her that night, there were rocks inside her puffy red breasts.