Jenna & Brandon — Betrayal at the Port
But I was done being the last person informed about its condition.
PART 6
Brandon arrived home two days after me.
He wheeled his suitcase up the driveway just as I was burping Piper in the living room.
He looked tanned, rested, and irritated that I hadn’t answered the door quickly enough.
“You really embarrassed me,” he said before taking off his shoes.
“Hello to you, too.”
He looked around.
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