Chapter 18 - A Run In

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Virgil Me | You know you can ask Grandpa to fix your kitchen cabinets together. Steven | If I ask Grandpa, Thora will know I can’t do it and she’ll ask her dad to come help. Steven | If you come, I just look like I’m calling in light reinforcements, and then I don’t have to deal with Hanson giving me daggers. My wolf, Vail, sniggered at our younger brother. ‘Thora already knows he’s got the DIY skills of a donkey. I don’t know why he tries to hide it.’ ‘He’s just drunk on love.’ I supposed that was what mates did: strive to show their best to one another. And I couldn’t leave my baby brother high and dry at the mercy of having Beta Hanson breathing down his neck. Me | Fine, but you’re paying for pizza. With pineapple. He sent back a thumbs-up and an obnoxious succession of vomit e

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