Chapter 8 Mom's Big Fat Secret

• Mom's head snapped to him, her eyes zeroing in on the picture he was holding up to me, and she quickly snatched the picture from his hand while I was frozen in the spot, too stunned to speak.
• “W–where did you get this Lucien?” Mom stuttered, crouching down beside us as she held both his shoulders. I stood to my full height slowly, a million thoughts running through my head at the same time.
• “Well,” he started, his eyes darting up to meet mine briefly before settling on mom's.