Chapter 151 Awry Thanksgiving:>14

• Finally, Becky broke the silence. "I think I'll sleep in Joey's room tonight," she said, like the thought had just occurred to her. The siblings looked at each other, shared a goofy laugh, then practically skipped up the stairs holding hands.
• "That's going to be a problem," I said, watching my wife's little butt jiggle as she went up the stairs.
• "Probably," Sierra said. She reached down and squeezed my hand. I looked into her eyes. I'd noticed them earlier, of course, but suddenly I found them positively striking. Almost more beautiful than the girl herself. Which, as I've said, was really saying something.