My brother's cologne fills my nostrils, and for some weird reason, that makes me cry harder.
By the time the tears stop, and I'm all cried out, his shirt is soaked under my head, my eyes hurt, and I need a nap. Sitting up, I reach above us and grab a towel from the edge of the sink to wipe off my face. After getting myself together, I turn my head and meet my brother's gaze. He smiles lightly, and I can't stop the burst of laughter that comes out.
"We're one f****d up family, huh?" I say with my own grin.
Dire chuckles. "Yeah, yeah, we are. But we're strong and loyal, and that makes us some bad motherfuckers, too."
This makes all of us laugh, and just as we quiet down again, Cami clears her throat.
"Faylinn, if you want, maybe I can stay with you and the kids while Shamroc
