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Connor’s truck rolled away first, with the two females in the back. Lauren’s wide green eyes stared through the rear window a bit before she turned around. In Daniel’s Toyota Hi-Lux in front of us, I could make out Kyle in the front seat, his red hair sticking up all over the place, while Samuel’s almost-black hair made a dark contrast beside Gabe’s blond on the rear bench.
Ordered by Dad, he and I shared his newly-bought Ford pickup, and his hands tightened around the steering wheel as he followed Daniel and pulled away.
I figured he had a whole heap to say to me, despite the relief etched into his features since the second he’d drawn alongside the gate.
Rather than wait, I blew out a breath and dived straight in. “How’s Shelley?”
“She’s not doing too well, Son. Hasn’t been since
