“It’s called Abre Tus Ojos,” Ryan announces through an unwavering grin.
Greg’s brows zip. “Eat your eyes?”
“Open your eyes,” I scoff. “Jesus, we live in New Mexico.”
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“That doesn’t make sense,” Bill retorts. “If they’re the King and Queen, then who are you?”
“I don’t know, we’re all knights,” I grumble. “Who cares? I’m trying to tell you about the trip.”
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He’s only mastered Papa so far, which is reserved for Ben, and Ma, which is obviously Jess. Though sometimes he says it to me, which I’ll admit, I don’t love.