My Triplet Brothers Begged Me Back
Matthew didn't respond, but he immediately put out his cigarette.
I was surprised—I hadn't expected him to listen to me.
As I entered the house, Daniel, carrying dishes and utensils, poked his head out from the kitchen and said: "Wash your hands. Dinner's ready."
In the kitchen, William was serving the last dish.
My eyes suddenly welled up.
At the dinner table, Matthew brought up the trip to see the Northern Lights in Alaska.
"Your break coincides with our trip, so I booked an extra ticket. You should come with us."