“When she arrived at the Hopewell, she pushed right on through the empty lobby, through the dining room, into the kitchen.The Hopewell kitchen was embarrassingly large for a family that couldn’t cook and had no guests to feed. Most of the appliances were from the sixties and seventies, and there were way too many of them. Only about half of the stuff worked. Belinda could make the place behave somehow, but no one else could.There was something else in the kitchen that refused to behave. Namely, ...her parents, who quickly moved away from each other and did some quick hair and clothes adjusting. Scarlett knew what that meant. She had walked in on them canoodling. Again. It was kind of nice to have parents who liked each other—she was one of the only people she knew who did. Still, every one of the Martin siblings had caught them making out. There was, after all, a good reason why there were four of them.“Guys,” Scarlett said, wincing, “can’t you put up a sign or something?”Her dad was pretending to be very interested in something behind one of the three refrigerators.“Is it you or Marlene who freaks out about mice?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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