The Sixth Parker
In North City's matchmaking circles, everyone knew my name, Renee Ranford. I was the girl who always hung around the five Parker brothers.
According to the gossip, I'd already ruined four of their engagements. I had skin thick enough to survive any amount of ridicule, and no sense of shame whatsoever.
I never wore makeup. I never acted sweet. Every other sentence out of my mouth referred to them as my "bros."
Yet somehow, every woman who tried to marry into the family ended up walking away.
The rumors only got worse.
"That tomboy's a complete psycho. She can't stand seeing anyone else happy."
"She loves being the only woman surrounded by men. The second one of those brothers starts dat