Thirty Three
SUNDAY BREAKFASTS "Thanks for this," Nova whispered to Caroline, watching through the slightly ajar door as Graham tossed on her bed one last time before he stilled and soft snores filled the room. "Sure, no problem," Caroline shrugged as Nova closed the door to her room soundlessly. "Known the kid since he was little." Nova frowned, not really remembering much of Graham's presence in her childhood. "Really? I can't seem to recall any memory with him." "No?" Caroline blinked in surprise. "Eh, maybe you just didn't pay any attention to him. Him and Tyler were always joined at the hip, much as you and Addy." "Yeah, maybe," Nova murmured distractedly. She supposed she never really paid him much attention until tonight. She felt oddly guilty at the realisation.
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