Chapter 119 Burgers And Buried Rage

ETHAN'S POV

My mom had the cooler April warned me about sitting in the middle of the kitchen floor. It was already half-packed with ice. Four days early.

“It’s not even Saturday,” I said.

“I like to be prepared.” She kept her eyes on the cutting board. “Your father’s grilling. Ares’s dad is comin...

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