Knight stared at the tree, frowned. “It’s crooked.”
Bish’s eyebrow arched. “It’s not crooked.”
“Is too.”
“Not.”
“Too.”
Bishop crossed his arms over his chest. “No.”
“Jase!”
Jason’s head popped around the door seconds later. “What?”
“The tree is crooked.”
Published on December 22, 2013 12:47