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Singer
117 days with Miles
Moving was a nightmare. Singer was thankful for the army of Derries who’d volunteered to help, but between the twins picking up lunch—then getting lost on their way to the new house where everyone was gathered to eat—Cathy and Carey arguing over the organization of furniture in the moving truck, and Frankie’s general derision, he was pretty close to over the entire thing.
And it was only just beginning; once they got everything to the new place, they’d have to unpack.
He stood beside Jake in the center of the kitchen. “Moving is endless.”
Miles called, “Ake!” Both of them looked over.
“You agree, Miles?” Jake asked.
“Ake.”
“Yeah, us, too, buddy. I think this calls for a nap. Or something.”
“How can we nap? They’ll all be back any minute now for more
