Chapter 39
Wren
I had barely stepped through the front door when something heavy slammed straight into me.
"Whoa—!"
Two bodies crashed into mine with enough force to send me stumbling backward. Strong arms wrapped around me from both sides, nearly squeezing the air out of my lungs.
I didn't even have to look.
A grin spread across my face.
"You idiots!"
I laughed, hugging them back as tightly as I could.
"You guys are early!"
The twins finally loosened their death grip on me, though they still had an arm slung around each of my shoulders.
Ethan and Nathan.
Fourteen years old.
Identical enough to confuse almost anyone, yet I'd never struggled to tell them apart. Puberty had hit them like a truck over the past year. They'd shot up in height, both standing a few inches taller than
