Forty-Five
Memphis reached out, grabbing Francis by the calf as the boy crawled his way across the surface of the bed. His high-pitched laughter echoed through the house, making his father happy each time he heard it. He smirked when the now one-year-old child twisted his little body to glare at his father. The first thought that filtered through his mind was that the boy was more like his mother than they first realized. Kennedy had an exam today, and his father had work, so he was watching the infant alone. Just recently, they discovered that Craig attended the same college as Kennedy. He was still sour about the broken nose she’d given him in high school. Without thinking, he tried to attack her after school, convinced he was able to take her now that he was bigger and stronger than his grade sc
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