“That big overgrown fucker?” Fastening my seatbelt, I started the car and turned to look at her. “Yeah, I’m fairly sure he’s banging my sister.” “No way!” Throwing her head back, she laughed. “Go Shannon.” “She’s fifteen.” “Oh please.” She rolled her eyes at me. “Like you’re in the position to throw stones.” “Exactly,” I bit out, driving down the tree-lined lane toward the road. “We all know what a shit show fifteen was for me. Shannon should be learning by my mistakes, not following in my footsteps.” “She’s sixteen tomorrow,” she reminded me. “Worse still,” I groaned. “Sixteen was another
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