RIO
The backyard was in full swing; the brothers who had been invited had brought their partners, be it girlfriends or Ol’ lady’s. A few of them had small children, so the environment was relaxed and filled with laughter and adorable childish squeals of excitement as the five toddlers ran rampant around the yard.
Wolf and Cutter manned the BBQ, cold beers in one hand, and banter filled the surrounding air.
Dame stayed close to me, but I thrived on the unspoken support that she was offering. Her son, Logan, was adorable and honest to her description. Logan was Cutter's son, through and through. He even had a tiny child-sized Kutte, matching his parents.
Logan’s road name patch on it said 'Turbo.'
Adorable!
To prove the accuracy of his name when I asked, he proceeded to race all the o
