“Where in Ugwump Land did you get that?” Zofia asked, her lips pressed together trying to keep her ire from slipping from her.
“I invented it!” he said, looking insulted. “What d'you think? I lay awake all day, and all night long doing nothing but read books?”
“Books?” Zofia looked around at the boxes. “There's books in these boxes?”
“Books!” Tillie said, holding up a paperback while digging into a box.
“Yes. Books,” Dorian pouted. “I read books, most of the time. Sometimes, I catch thieves, and other times I'm an inventor and a salesman.”
A sudden crash made them turn toward the fireplace. Smashed bits of the Froom were scattered in front of the hearth.
“What the—”
Zofia smiled tightly. “Yeah. Biddle doesn't like competition. He's always been head of the house cleaning. He wouldn't
