"Big talk coming from a walking corpse wearing my old sweats!" she shot back.
As soon as she heard the words, she covered her mouth to hide a laugh. She was tired and stressed, and he was still pushing her buttons. "What is it about you that turns me back into that eight year old scolding some runty kid sneaking onto my dad's airfield?"
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