“Don’t worry, little bro, your secrets are safe with me.” Drew smirked, patting Jace on the chest as he breezed past him toward the kitchen. “Coffee, anyone?”
“Er, I don’t mean to interrupt this little ‘family reunion’ you’ve got going on, but you forget that you’re in my home… for now,” I spoke, eyeing Jace in the corner of my eye.
“This is your home, Becca, and you, big brother, need to leave. Now.”
“After all I’ve done for you,” Drew began, moving back toward us. “You forget that when times were bad, I was the one who used to look after you.”
“Yeah, well, your variation of help was never of much assistance,” Jace replied, in an almost subdued fashion.
“Jace…” Drew began, sidling his way up to him, “we had some good times growing up. I know I’ve done wrong, but I want to
