"Ooo, thanks." Molly took it and bit one end off, holding the rest out to tease the devils. One of them jumped, another tried to climb her leg, and a third sat and stared like a begging kitten.

Finally she admitted defeat, sitting down in a giant pile of bacon-scarfing devils, giggling as they climbed up over her shoulders. She was so oddly, wonderfully, almost ubelievably happy, and she couldn't even begin to know why.