Brandon Whitcomb Asked for a Divorce Before the Sun Came Up, but One Bank Document Turned Everything Around
“I know.”
From the living room Brooke said, “He’s got your father’s chin.
Your mother calls it the Whitcomb chin.
It isn’t the Whitcomb chin.”
Brandon nearly laughed, but it died before it went anywhere.
“I didn’t touch the nursery,” he said.
“Not a single thing in there.”
I opened the cabinet and counted the plates that were left.