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11.

Devin.

"Stop that!" Mom warned and backed it up with a powerful whack on my fingers.

"You know I love you right?" I diverted trying to distract her.

She smiled. "Nice try."

"What?" I cocked an eyebrow stretching my hand and attempted taking another cookie when an unexpected hand smacks my hand away.

Ezra (my immediate elder brother by two years) dimpled at me. "I don't think you should do that."

"What do I care what you think?" I whined before pushing my lower lip out in a pout.

"Mom, just one," I held a finger up, "and I'll be fine."

A snicker comes from the door accompanied by the little devils themselves.

"Give it up already, will you?" Quinn inquired without sparing me a glance and drinking from a cup.

"Yeah bro." Agreed her second half.

Maybe I

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