“So why are you guys still awake?” Dad asked.

The whole family was seated at the family private living room. We were all huddled together well, except for Baron and Aaron who were both seated at different couches. Both had bloodied their lips, and still looked riled enough to not have a problem starting another mini war. I sighed. They were twins, not just brothers. They had shared one womb for months and had lived in their gestational home as one.

How could they be this mean ...