TOBIAS
The house had become loud these days, with an energetic Brayden running around and having everyone—even Dad—at his beck and call.
Which could explain why I was sitting in the full parking lot of the Library waiting for Brayden and mum, something about a flat tire.
I got their call while I was trying to find dirt on Jean.
She had moved in last night, and everyone had already had enough of her drama. She was cranky and insufferable, and even Mum was worried. The last time Jean lived here, things hadn’t ended well. That was why Mum was wary of having her stay here again. But the joy of having Brayden around made Jean’s presence somewhat tolerable for everyone.
I looked through Jean’s room for something... anything...we could use against her. That was the only reason I’d agreed to
