Maya’s POV I watched as my brother forked another piece of cheesecake, chewing slowly, his shoulders slumped under the weight of everything he’d been carrying. I took a sip of my wine and crossed my legs, giving him the space he needed. He let out a deep breath and sighed, the sound heavy in the quiet of my living room. “Well, today I came home from work…” he started. “Normally I’d swing by Mom’s to get the kids, because she's been picking them up from school since we moved back from Arizona. Alexis works part-time when she feels like it, but she hasn’t found anything steady here. I just didn't understood why she couldn’t pick them up herself. She’s not doing shit during the day.” I shrugged. “Yeah, pretty much. I actually thought she was handling it. I didn’t realize Mom was still doing all the pickups.” He nodded. “She told us she was out job hunting, but there were no prospects, no callbacks, just nothing. I’m not stressing it too much. I make decent money, the company he
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