#Chapter263

Three Years Later: Oh, Good God

I was bringing clothes upstairs. I stopped as my eyes widened, dropping my clothes basket.

“Nash!”

“What?”

“Can you come to Larkin’s room?”

“Yeah!”

I heard his footsteps coming down the hallway.

I stood there, stunned. Nash walked up and stopped. “You have got to be kidding me.” He walked into the room and over to the quints. “Girls, how many times do I have to tell you to stop dressing your brother in dresses?”

“But, Dad, he’s a pretty girl,” Lakin told him.

“He’s not a doll,” Nash said as he picked up Lex and hauled him out of the room. He...