“Monty!”
It’s 12 A.M. on the dot. Everyone’s in bed asleep, except for Lee, who’s barreling down the hallway into her twins’ room before jumping on the bed to wake him up. “GUESS WHAT, GUESS WHAT, GUESS WHAT?!” Up and down, up and down. She plops down ontop of him, knee’s digging into his sides. “I’m a year old than you, fucker. HAHA.”












