*Leo*

Dinner tasted like paste in my mouth as I stared at Bianca across from me at the table. Unfortunately, she didn’t even spare me a glance from her conversation with her Mom and Aunt. I was distracted quickly as the twins sat on either side of me, filled with questions between their pasta-stuffed faces, sauce, and noodles sprayed everywhere. 

Kids, I realized with a bit of humor and nervousness, they had no filter. 

“Did getting shot ...