"Ayla!" Addie screams from the living as soon as I walk inside the front door.
I immediately smile. For an eleven-year-old, Addie still looked like a small child with her height. Well, I don't exactly have room to talk since I've been called the occasional imp.
Flinging herself against me, I catch her swiftly. "Hey, pipsqueak."
"Good, you're here. Come watch CSI with me. I they have a new episode airing tonight."
I perk up.
Elio shakes his head and tries to pull Addie away from me. "Nope. Tonight's not your night. And didn't show end like a hundred years ago? You need to watch something that's in your age group."
I cross my arms. So what if the kid wanted to watch crime dramas? I've watched saw the first time when I was like five. "And you're in need of a shower."
Elio turns to me
