Liam
“Say cheese!” Without moving, I lift my eyes to stare at Eli. He snaps the photo laughing. We’re at the airport waiting on our flight for our away game. Sean and Noah sit next to me. I had my headphones in listening to Dad’s newest book.
Eli steps over grinning. “Just like growing up. I think you’ve each got magnets installed in your sides that force Noah in the middle of you two.” I glance at the picture seeing identical expressions on all our faces. We do look like the three musketeers, with headphones in, leaning forward and only cutting our eyes up to him.
Noah grins. “That’s because I’m the sweet cream filling between these two crusty cookies.” Sean smacks him in the head for once.
“More like his shoulders are more cushioned than Sean’s. I can use him for my plane pillow.”
