Chapter 17
- “He’s my age, after all.” I delivered the line with another growl and turned to take a glass of juice and plate to Joe. “Here ya go, big bro.”
- “Thanks,” he said and began to load up the plate.
- I sat and resumed eating like I wasn’t feeling a hole in my stomach. Bethany looked between Mark and me like she’d just figured something out. Crap! He joined us at the kitchen table, sitting between me and Joe.