In the book the kids and I -well, AC, Perry, and I- are listening to, they were talking about grinding up liver -cadaver- boiling it, the distilling the sludge, and a few other gruesome things.
I groaned at how icky that all sounded and Linnea said, coldly, from the back seat, "Well, you don't have to listen to that book, you know."
Oh.
I groaned at how icky that all sounded and Linnea said, coldly, from the back seat, "Well, you don't have to listen to that book, you know."
Oh.