Chapter 64

Tank

“I think she’s grown like three feet and nine pounds since the last time we saw her a week ago,” I observe Stella sleeping in her carrier.

There was a time when I hated coming to my sister’s. I wasn’t ever sure what kind of a mood she and Stephen would be in, and I didn’t like holding my tongue when it came to her ex-husband. If it had been up to me, the night I showed him how I really felt about him, I’d have killed him and buried his body in the damn woods.

“She’s growing like a weed,” Whitney confirms as she hands me a drink and has a seat next to Renegade on the loveseat they’re sharing.