Broken Harbor (Sparrow Falls, #3)

by Catherine Cowles

“After cello,” Evelyn snapped. Daniel ducked his head. “After cello.” Jesus. That mom needed one of Lolli’s pot brownies. Stat.

N1

Lolli flipped her silver hair over her shoulder. “I think you could use a little Mary Jane in your life. Might chill you out enough to get your priorities in order instead of trying to take advantage of everyone in your orbit. Honestly, maybe we should go for a pot enema. Might clear out your bullshit.” “Lolli,” I whisper-hissed. “What?” she asked with mock innocence. “I speak the truth.”

N2

“Family isn’t defined by blood,” Cope said. “It’s defined by how we care about one another. How we show up in good times and bad. How we love one another.”

N3