Chapter Seventy-Nine

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Possible Truama Tiggers Reed POV Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t I can’t believe Lucas and I just growled at Dad. He is going to kick our asses just to prove he can. I quickly grab the tightest pair of jeans I own. It may hurt like hell if I start to get hard, but it will be harder to see. I ran back into my closet and grabbed a long baggie tee. Maybe that will help hide things too. I meet up with Lucas in the hall as he exits his room. I noticed he had opted for a similar wardrobe change, as did me. The look on his face tells me he is as concerned about what Dad is going to do to us as I am. Still feeling ashamed of growling at Dad, Lucas and I walked back into the den with our heads down. Mom and Dad are sitting in the chairs across from the couch that Heather is sitting in the middle of. Lucas heads

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