Nora
“Brandon, lean further out when you come back,” Royal, the asshole, shouted from the f*****g safety of the toothpick for a bridge.
“Shut up,” Nora hissed. “You’re making him nervous!”
Brandon was moving like kids that try to swing as high as they can on an actual swing set on a playground.
Kate was wrapped around Nora’s legs and hadn’t said two words since Brandon started moving. With each swing, it was very obvious Kate was in some sort of pain. Brandon easily had a hundred pounds on the girl.
Hindsight, Brandon should have been in the middle. Nora just wanted to make sure she was close to Kate for this part. She hadn’t expected Brandon to be the one to slip over the side, bringing Kate down with him.
It went against her natural instinct to jump the opposite
