“Shush, you.” Mrs. Byrne glared at each of her sons until they averted their eyes and mumbled an apology.
The entire family was present except for Esther and her husband. Morning sickness plagued her all through the day, and she didn’t leave the house unless she had to. Matt wasn’t there either, but no excuse was given for his absence, which meant he was most likely only late. As usual.
Dinner with eleven Byrne family members was a loud affair, even when the Hell Sisters showed themselves from their best side.
“Girls, hop onto your own chairs and let Beckett eat in peace,” Mrs. Byrne said, but Leah and Hanna shook their heads.
“It’s okay, Mrs. Byrne,” I said, even though my legs were getting numb and it was difficult to eat with two five-year-olds on my lap.
Levi scowled at his sisters and put his hand on my lower back.
You okay? he mouthed when I turned to look at him. I nodded and gave him a smile that didn’t seem to placate him entirely.