“She needs you,” I added, ignoring the way my heart slammed wildly in my chest. “And from what I hear, your little brothers need you too, lad.” “Because I’m foundations,” he choked out. “That’s it. That’s all I am to them.” “Foundations?” I frowned. “What does that mean?” “It means I’m the guy who goes around cleaning up everyone else in my family’s shit.” He dropped his head and clasped the back of his neck. “It means I’m the fucking mother.”
