#Chapter262Two years later: Toddlers Galore, Along with a Wedding“Lyric! You need to get ready!” I said as I walked into Lyric’s bedroom.“I don’t want to get ready.” Lyric crossed her arms and pouted.“Nash!” “Larkin, you better not take off those shoes!” Nash said. He left her room to see what
“Uncle Nixon, I have marbles for you. Daddy said you lost yours!” Murphy said.“No, I got marbles! Uncle Nixon, you can have mine!” Niall said.Nate and Pat were trying to stifle their laughter.“I want Fruit Loops, Daddy!” Luna said.“Yeah, can we have Fruit Loops, Daddy?” Lakin asked.“Hey, can yo
#Chapter263Three Years Later: Oh, Good GodI was bringing clothes upstairs. I stopped as my eyes widened, dropping my clothes basket.“Nash!” “What?” “Can you come to Larkin’s room?” “Yeah!” I heard his footsteps coming down the hallway.I stood there, stunned. Nash walked up and stopped. “You
#Chapter264Saying goodbye to a beloved family memberThe quints had turned twelve and were even crazier. A preteen meant their hormones were in overdrive, getting ready to hit puberty. We dealt with their craziness. The brothers dealt with their kids’ pubescent craziness.Amid everything, Nate and
#Chapter265Here Comes the Gray Sisters“Ma! Larkin is a pain in the ass again!” I heard Lyric say.What are they doing now? There’s always something going on with Lyric and Larkin.“Tell Luna to put on some clothes, Ma! Her ass is hanging out again!” Lakin said.“Only because I have an ass unlike y
#Chapter266The Gray SistersLexDid you ever have a dream where everything seems peaceful, and things are significant? Yeah, I never have those dreams, not when I live with four crazy-ass sisters. Crazy? No, more like bat shit crazy.These girls have made it their mission to make my life a living f
She giggled as he pulled her into a kiss. Yeah, my parents have no shame. If they could mention sex with them in the same sentence, it would send us flying out of the room.My uncles were worse. I swear sex consumes my family way too much.I sat in the back of Dad’s car while my sisters rode togethe
#Chapter267Grammy Gray, 92, and chaosLex“Do you need anything, Ma?” Grampa asked Grammy.“Nathaniel, I’m ninety-two, it’s hot, and I’m sweating like a whore in church. What do you think?” Grammy asked.He rolled his eyes as he looked at Nana. “Well, ninety-two hasn’t slowed Ma down.”“Hmm,” Nana