rena stopped in her tracks, staring at brady with wide eyes. what did he just say? who was an aunt? she was an aunt? what kind of sick joke… “i’m sorry, what did you just say? because it sounded like you fucked up while fucking someone and got yourself a fucking kid. Is that what you’re saying? i don’t–”
“Rena, stop freaking out. Things got kinda hectic in my life, okay? I made some mistakes. But its all better now.” She was gonna have a meltdown, no big deal as long as the dogs stayed quiet in the backyard. Suddenly a loud howl ripped through the air and Brady wondered why God hated him so much. “That’s Wolf, remember Wolf? Puppy you wanted out of the house?” Another howl, more high pitched and yappier than the other. “And that would be Storm, the puppy I got while you were away at College.”











