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For the next several minutes, Colt and Linc told me about Brooklyn.
Apparently, he was loud, stubborn, curious, and already convinced he was old enough to do anything his older brothers could do.
Essentially, he sounds like a Kane. That was all of us to a tee.
"He goes by BK, though," Linc said with a chuckle, tipping the last of his beer back. "He was pretty determined to get himself a nickname right off the jump."
Despite everything swirling inside me, the corner of my mouth lifted.
"BK?"
"Yep." Colt laughed softly. "He's a Kane. What did you expect?"
I listened as they told me about him. His favourite foods; most were also my favourites. Then I learned about everything BK did that drove Dad crazy, including how obsessed he was with motorcycles, despite being nowhere near o
