CHAPTER FORTY
The kids were lined up on the couch when Franklin and Kendra walked into the family room. Isla disentangled from her mum and squeezed in beside Levi. Oddly, they’d arranged themselves in size order, which didn’t quite correlate to their ages. Levi, then Isla. Next came Logan, who was small for seven, and then Cody, who was actually younger than him by nearly two years. The oldest boy, Rhys, took up the opposite end to his toddler brother.
Franklin was pretty sure he’d gotten their ages and position in the family correct.
Kendra gave another hefty sigh as she clambered onto a stool at the island bar, then gazed at him absently.
‘Oh, should’ve offered you a cuppa.’ She went to rise.
Franklin held up a hand. He boiled the jug and glanced over to the kids. The way they’d ali
