“Tadhg!” Shannon scolded. “Language.” “Besides, I’m not going this year,” Mr. Attitude explained, ignoring his sister. “I’m too old for that shit.” “You heard Shan. Mind your language, kid,” Joey barked in a far more authoritarian tone than their sister had used, and like a good little pup, Tadhg bowed down to the alpha of their family pack. Oh wow. Maybe, Shannon wasn’t the lucky one. Maybe Aoife was.
