She sized me up with a doubtful expression and continued.
“Are you not ashamed to be exploiting a young child?”
“I’m not exploiting him at all, ma’am. He sings with me ’cause he wants to and ’cause he enjoys it. And I pay him, don’t I?”
I nodded. I was loving the fight. I felt like headbutting her in the belly to see the noise she’d make when she hit the ground. Boom!
“Well, I’ll have you know I am going to do something about this.
I am going to speak to the priest. I’m going to child welfare. I’m going to the police.”
Then her mouth snapped shut and her eyes opened wide with fear.
Ariovaldo had pulled out his enormous knife and taken a step towards her.
She looked like she was about to throw a fit. “Well, go ahead, ma’am. But go quickly.
I’m a good man, but I do like to cut out the tongues of tongue-wagging witches who stick their noses in where they’re not wanted...”
She tottered off, as stiff as a broomstick, and once at a distance turned and pointed her parasol.
“You’ll see!” “Skedaddle, you shooshy old witch!”
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