The Clubhouse is not a place I want to be picking David's son up from, but it's the only time little Aron gets to see Kevin, my older brother aka Killer, argh.

I'm not judging, I'm seriously not, okay, maybe just a little. There's a lot of names in the dictionary to use that mean killer, why use the actual thing. Come on.

I shake my head at my way ward thoughts, and check my recently green sparkled nail polish, Ivy crush. It's wicked.

The kitchen door opens with a bang and ...