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“It’s not getting better It’s getting worse and Mom is scared even if she says she’s not” He pouted which was so strange when he sounded so grownup

“Parents are always scared, it’s part of their job You’ll be fifty and she’ll still worry about you like you’re five” I stood, feeling uncos Beau took in a deep breath and the wheeze intensified, giving me a taste of the anxiety Moon lived with Shit No kid should have to fight for air

And then I was struck duht purple, her body contorted erotically Just a sliver of a view into the patio as alked by the living rooa was so sensual?

“Want some cereal? Mom made it yesterday” Beau was already headed to the kitchen, leaving me no choice but to follow him

“She made cereal?”

“Yep It has less fake sugar but it’s still really good” He pulled out two brightly colored bowls and poured frorabbed the milk, I stepped in

“Maybe I should pour the ht red

“Okay but Mom doesn’t care if I spill, she says people spill stuff all the time That’s why kitchens are full of towels”

“Hey Cross” Moon breezed in still wearing her sexy purple getup, skin glistening and slightly pink fro today?”

“Nope” I stared at her and she stared back, waiting for me to say more

“Rocky asked hi to the paintings in the living room

I shoved a bite of cereal in rinned “Yeah, that”

She s nificent as I expected “How do you like the cereal?”

I blinked at her change of subject “Really good You made this?”

“Withsip of water froerator “How are you?” The question was benign enough but the look in those green eyes said she knew all of my secrets, even the ones no one knew