Chapter 23 MEET THE BROOKS

NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW

“Stop fidgeting.” Ernesto slapped my hand away from the fake sideburns. “If you keep touching them, they’ll fall off.”

“They itch,” I complained, but he rolled his eyes.

“So does poverty.”

“What does that even have to do with anything?” I slapped a hand against my face.

“No...

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