“Kallum Lieberman, you should be one to talk. My husband would never. You on the other hand . . . you . . . you . . . HOMEWRECKER!” My jaw dropped as I sprung to my feet, meeting my sister’s energy. “What are you talking about? I don’t even have a home to wreck!” “You fuckface!” I swear to God, if ever a woman could smack someone on the side of the head through FaceTime, it was my sister.
