Devin Booker Mom Novels & Stories

Working on a case like this makes me feel giddy with excitement; like we are real life detectives, even though we are far from it. Nicole and flop on the chair as I drag the laptop on my lap, I go on to G****e and search ‘The Brookes.’ Countless pictures pop up of the Brookes, mostly of Barbara and her husband, Mr. Brookes, even the articles refer to Devon as Barbara’s son. There are different articles of interviews of the Brookes’ family, none even for once asking about the boy and Devon’s mother. No single article or photo shows Devon’s late mother or the other boy, it’s almost as if they never existed.

I decided to ask carefully, trying not to agitate him more, “What do you have against Devyn? What did he ever do to you?” “He took everything from me. The life I was supposed to have, he took it all. My mother was our father’s mate, and after she gave birth to me and he realized she couldn’t give him the child he wanted, he disposed of her like she was nothing… disposed of us,” he paused, his breath heavy, as he narrowed his eyes, “And that’s when Devyn’s mother came into the picture.” My eyes widened in shock, and I felt like they might pop out of their sockets. My head spun as everything started to piece together.