Extraits

“Have you told him how you feel?” Carter asked.

“In a way,” Kip answered, leaning over the desk.

Carter groaned. “What the hell does that mean? Morse code? Did you tap it on the wall or something? I know, you told him you love him in your own made-up language.”

“Ooooh, kissing,” Isaac crooned and made a yucky face. “Carly tried to kiss me.” He shook his head violently, still making a face. “I told Carly to keep her girly lips to herself.”

“Jos is my big brother,” Isaac was telling Kip as Jos checked that he had what little he needed. “He’s not my whole brother, though, only half.”

“Which half, the top half or the bottom half?” Kip said to giggles from Isaac. “Or is it this side or that side?” More giggles from Isaac. “Maybe…,” he said dramatically, “it’s the back half.”

“I’m not Jos’s butt brother. That part’s stinky,” Isaac said, holding his nose, and Jos had to laugh at that. There was no way not to.