Page 5 of Sins of the Father

“Isn’t that going to make it worse?”

“Maybe. Maybe not. It sounds like you’re adding more stress to your plate, and if it’s not working, try something else for a bit.”

She bites her lip. “Hmm.”

“So, you’re packed?”

“Yep. Jamison said we’re leaving at eight?”

I groan again. “No idea why so early.”

Anna scrunches her forehead. “Eight isn’t early.”

“Sure it is.”

“No, it isn’t.” She shifts on her bottom. “I need a favor.”

“What?”

“You’re aware my brother hates Mitch, right?”

I tap my fingers on my thigh and wince. “Hates is a strong word.”

Anna tilts her head and raises her eyebrows. “Chase hates Mitch. Let’s not sugarcoat it.”

“Okay. What’s the favor?”

“There’s going to be drinking, and the last time they were in the same room, Jamison grabbed Chase’s arm mid-punch.”

“Yikes.”

She sighs. “If you see Chase in a conversation with or even walking toward Mitch, will you intercept?”

“Sure. But is it really that bad?”

“Yes.”

“I’m sorry. That’s a lot of stress on you.”

“At least I won’t have Chase pressuring me to move to Chicago since Mitch will be there.”

“He’s pressuring you, too? Jamie and Quinn just tried to get me to move with them.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you going to relocate?”

“No. But I’m going to have to start visiting more so I can see Hope.”

“She is adorable.”

“Yeah. And she loves me. I’m her favorite aunt.”

“Better not let your sisters hear you claim that.”

“Let them. It’s the truth.”

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