Todd’s POV
“Jake, you need to get your head out of that book. You’ll rot your brain.” I leaned against the table next to the forge, almost knocking off the bottle of whiskey I brought with me.
“Ha! Most people will say that’s the other way around.” Jake put down the old book, sitting up more straight. “Can I have a swig?”
I scoffed at him, grinning. “Once you finally get some hair on your chest, then I’ll share with ya.”
“Come on! Too greedy to even share with your own cousin?!”
I took another long swig, letting the flavor seep through my mouth. “Especially for little cousins. I know your ma will have my hide!” I was only three years older than the runt, but he had always been on the sickly side, his blond hair and blue eyes making him look even more childish too. “Go on; it’s your tu
