“So you broke up with Farrah?”
Darren bristled at his oldest brother’s question. He’d only told his twin, Logan, about the break up, and he should’ve planned better for Sam’s visit to Island Park.
“She broke up with me,” Darren said to the dregs of his cereal bowl. Steps sounded behind them, and he hoped when Sam’s wife entered, the conversation would be over.
“She broke up with him,” Sam said upon Bonnie’s arrival.
Darren sucked in a breath and nearly threw his cornflakes at his brother. “Can we not make it a national event?”
“When did that happen?” Bonnie asked, totally ignoring his question. “I thought you guys were happy.”
“Apparently only one of us.” Darren slid her a glance but couldn’t truly meet her eyes. He’d been existing in this painful without-Farrah state for sixty-four
