Julian knocked over his orange juice in the kitchen, and didn't even flinch about it."It slipped," he announced, like a press statement.Bella grabbed the dish towel from the counter and tossed it over the spreading orange juice before it could reach the edge. At the same time, Carlos, who was pouring coffee on the other side of the kitchen, reached over and steadied Julian's bowl without a word. Julian didn't even look up, accepting the intervention with a complete lack of concern only a three year old could pull off.Selena, sitting across from her brother, looked at Bella. Then at Carlos and then back at Bella."You're in a good mood mama," she said.Bella kept her face neutral. "Am I.""You're not frowning." She saidBella glanced down at her coffee mug, fighting the urge to smile. "I don't always frown."Selena studied her for a moment with a quiet seriousness before returning to her toast.Bella didn't look at Carlos, and she could feel he wasn't looking at her either. So they
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