Page 96 of The Legend of the Nine-Tailed Fox
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“But it’s our favorite!” he insists.
“Yeah!” Miyu says. “Won’t you tell us the story again, Auntie Yue?Please?”
“Tell us about your sisters. And Uncle Sonam can tell us about Hell and the Great Fire!”
I groan. “Don’t you ever tire of hearing it?”
Sonam leans over and kisses my cheek, whispering against my ear, “Humor them, my moonlight. We all know you tell the story best.”
I sigh, but it’s without any real irritation. I enjoy entertainingthe little ones more than I’ll ever admit aloud. That’s why, even though it’s the hundredth time I’ve told the tale, I glance to Wen and his wife for approval. When they both eventually nod, I clear my throat and begin.
“I like watching them. Humans. It’s a cheeky little pastime of mine.”
