"Then go cry in the bathroom," Ruby deadpanned.
Karl gasped, clutching his chest. "Wife! That's so cruel! I was expecting a warm hug!"
"You'll get one when you deserve it," she muttered.
Milo leaned forward. "Does that mean we can talk about sharing days with you??"
Ruby turned to him and smiled. "Exactly. Everyone gets time with me. Not on a strict plan, but as naturally as possible."
Julian nodded. "That sounds fair."
Karl raised his hand again. "Can we vote that Julian stops making us do leg stretches in the morning? He says it's healthy but I think it's a slow, silent attack on my ghost bones."
"No one's voting on morning stretches," Julian said calmly, sipping water. "They stay."
"You're a tyrant," Karl whispered.
Ruby shook her head but smiled faintly.
"You're all idiots," she said fondly. "But you're my idiots."
That was when Karl leapt up and threw himself at her, hugging her tightly.
