“Scar . . . I’ve been in training for six weeks. I’m not getting out of bed on Sunday.” She doesn’t need to know I don’t plan on being alone. “Hudson Thaddeus Kingston.” Killian buries his head against my chest, like he thinks he’s the one in trouble, and Brynlee oohhhs . . . “She middle-named you, Uncle Huddy. Mommy only middle-names us when we’re in trouble.”
