“DAD!”
Doors slammed, heavy, stomping feet shook the house on its foundations. He and Charlotte practically slept the day away. The sun was already going back down. Anything to keep his mind off of the fact his daughter walked right into danger. Again. Seemed he was going to spend the rest of his life teetering on the possibility of losing his sanity with her. Kaiya had always been his baby, studying, keeping to herself and living life with her friends. Suddenly she turned seventeen and the knots in his stomach never went away.
What would happen in a few weeks when the twins turned eighteen? Brady couldn’t even think about it.
“Dad!” His son pounded on the bedroom door. He attempted to open it, but Brady was happy to have locked the door. Charlotte slept peacefully beside him,
