Grant's face darkened.

Cecilia woke up from her nap and hugged him from behind, wanting a kiss. But Grant wasn't feeling it. "Your brother's back. Let's head downstairs." Even though Cecilia wasn't the sharpest, she could tell he was being cold, and it hurt a little.

Grant sweet-talked his way out of it.

By the time they got downstairs, Cecilia was back to her bouncy self.

Waylen was chilling on the couch, reading a magazine. Cecilia jumped at him, yelling, ...