“This is it, Jonathan, I’m telling you. I know this time I’ve got it,” Mom exclaimed as I walked into the kitchen, carrying a load of bags. Kayn followed with more bags, a dark brow arched as he glanced at Mom. I’ve always wondered how people did that—raising a single brow. I’ve tried practicing the notion in the mirror once, but my brows refused to work it no matter how hard I tried.
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