“Hey,” Claire huffed. “Who said you could touch my stereo!” “Yeah,” Gibs chimed in defensively. “Who said you could touch her stereo?” “God told me,” Feely replied drolly. “No, he didn’t.” “And he also told me to remind you that you are too fucking old to be playing dress up with girls!” “No, I’m not.” “Gibs, you’re twelve!”
