“Like, if she wasn’t your mum I would be all up in that.” Henry pulls a face and I, simply horrified, smack Jonah 12,000 times from his head to his stomach. “Jonah! “What?” He frowns defensively, not flinching at my hits once. “Parks, come on. Her eyes, those come-hither, fuck-me eyes…” He gives me a look. “Dead sexy.” Henry’s faces scrunches up and my mouth falls open, aghast. “WE HAVE THE SAME EYES!” I yell. “What?” He frowns. “My mother and I have the same eyes.”
