“Max!” Stevie barked again. “Can we talk to you outside?” Charlie politely asked. “No.” Charlie pointed at the back door. “Get your ass outside!” she snarled from between clenched teeth. With another eye roll, Max walked out of the kitchen, her sisters following. A minute or two later, Stevie’s boyfriend came in, took a large stash of bamboo from one of the cabinets, and sat down at the table. “Hey,” he greeted, biting into the bamboo at the same time. “Hey.” “Where are the girls?” “Outside. Yelling at Max.” “So a typical morning, then?” “Based on what I know so far. . . probably.”
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