Chapter FourteenTyler
“Why do you hate the kitten so much?” Trina asked, as Tyler made himself comfortable on her couch. For once it was quiet in the Morris house. His niece and nephew were out with Sam for the afternoon.
“I don’t hate the cat,” he said matter of factly. He didn’t. None of this was about the kitten.
“You sure sound like you do, bro.”
“I don’t hate him!” Tyler hadn’t been here five minutes and was already agitated. He took a few deep breaths, calming his quick temper. His sister never meant to start an argument; she just always knew which buttons of his to push.
“So, do you want to tell me why you hate Reggie so much?” she pressed.
Ty already knew he didn’t hate Reggie. But he would let his sister try to tell him what the big problem was and how to fix it. She was hap
