Mia

I felt bad for the triplets. They would never forget this birthday of theirs no matter how long they lived. Things had gotten messy and it was about to get messier.

The way Albert was looking at them, I was afraid he was about to fly off the handle and lash out at the boys. I had to talk. I had to do something. No matter how angry Albert was, I knew he wouldn't lash out at me. I was the only one who could do this impending confession session without making everything ...