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Chapter 55

"Jesus fucking Christ is coming to dinner." Chris couldn't stop repeating it and chortling.

Not exactly the reaction Isobel had expected when she announced their dinner guest. "I don't see what is so funny about it."

"Can't see. . . " He gaped at her. "You have got to be shitting me."

"I shit you not," she declared solemnly. "Your cousin is coming to dinner." Which was kind of a big deal given that Elyon wouldn't like it. To those who might gasp, thinking her disrespectful, she should note that she was a Rasputin. They knew gods existed, they just didn't worship them.

"Fuck me, Jesus is coming to hang. That's kind of cool." He rubbed his chin. "Can't you just see it? Me and Jesus, sitting down for a beer, chowing down on some pot roast." He shot her a serious look. "You are making your pot roast, right?"