Knox looked at me and sighed. He put his free hand on the back of my neck and pulled me into his side. “Here’s the situation. Your daughter blew into town trying to help her no-good sister, no offense.” “None taken,” Mom assured him. “I took one look at Naomi and fell hard and fast.” “Knox,” I hissed. But he squeezed the back of my neck and continued. “We’re just seeing where this thing goes. Could be nothing, but we’re enjoying it. You raised a smart, beautiful, stubborn woman.” Mom fluffed her hair. “She gets that from me.” “What is it you do for a living, Knock?” Dad demanded. “Knox,” I
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