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“You already did it for me,” I told the dumbass “Don’t worry, Bassman You already royally did”

PART THREE

TROUBLE ON THE HOME FRONT

CHAPTER 55

IN THE MORNING, MARY Catherine left Trent in charge of pouring the pancakes and went down into the cellar to find another apron Rulanced up as she heard soft footsteps co down from one of the upstairs bedrooms

“Hey, Chrissy,” she heard Trent say

Oh, boy, let the ga soet at another U-Haul box Trent was at the

age when his goal in life, the very purpose of his existence, in fact, seeirls as est, was his favorite target

“Good , little sister,” Trent continued sweetly “So nice to see you this happy day Sleep well?”

“What are you doing?” Chrissy said skeptically “You’re not supposed to have the oven on Where’s Mary Catherine?”

“Who knows?” Trent lied “I’ off the spatula and splattering onto the pan? This is exactly like when so all over the place I to death, and this pan here is covered in my blood Isn’t it awesome?”

Mary Catherine shook her head, sht How do they even come up with this stuff?

“Stop it, Trent!” Chrissy said “Blood doesn’t even do that You’re lying”

“No, it’s true,” Trent said sagely “Blood splatters like crazy Way worse than this, especially if a bullet nicks an artery I saw it on TV”

Note to self, Mary Catherine thought Change the TV’s parental channel locks as soon as possible