“You know you’re staring, right?”
I didn’t, actually.
Thank God for sisters.
I leaned in to whisper back. “If I stare hard enough, do you think she’ll disappear?”
Janie snorted as she picked at a piece of pepperoni. It was pizza night, and all six Briggs siblings sat around the table.
Six Briggs siblings.
And then one Juniper St. James.
“She’s not going anywhere, Julian.”