SIXTY FIVE
XAVION MIKHAILOV I feed Nolan the last bite of the pancakes just as Noah storms into the kitchen looking extremely angry. I look at Nolan to see that he is also staring at his uncle with a pout and I know why is that. Because this is the first time Noah hasn't taken Nolan in his arms after coming home. I wipe my son's lips to get rid of the crumbs before walking towards my angry brother who is now munching on the sandwich which I think Mom has prepared for him. I offer him a glass of water when he starts coughing because of eating so fast. "Why are you so angry?" I ask. "I am not angry." He replies glaring at nothing particular. "Yeah, both Nolan and I can see that the way you stormed into the kitchen." I remark sarcastically. "Bro, can you not make any fun of me right now? Because I
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