Eighty Seven

“So why are you guys still awake?” Dad asked.

The whole family was seated at the family private living room. We were all huddled together well, except for Baron and Aaron who were both seated at different couches. Both had bloodied their lips, and still looked riled enough to not have a problem starting another mini war. I sighed. They were twins, not just brothers. They had shared one womb for months and had lived in their gestational home as one.

How could they be this mean to each other? How would they allow such things befall them? It did not matter the issue, they should be able to settle it amicably. Maybe now that the boys and I were repairing our once damaged relationship, I would ask them.

They all loved one another, no doubt. Even Trenton who I would never had guessed he was not biologically theirs but they had not mind, they still took him in, no discrimination. They had never used his background against him or who he used to be.

“Yes, why?” Mom was seated beside her husba