Chapter 36:The Angel You Can't See

AJ's POV

"The Lord knows I'm going to strangle DeBraun when I get my hands on him."

I look up from the cradle I was rocking, facing Simone's mother. Simone claims she's sixty-two, but she looks all of thirty. If I don't age as gracefully as that, me and God would be having words.

"But isn't that the problem around here? No one seems to catch DeBraun. That's where threatening DeAndre comes in," I say helpfully.

"I pity that poor angel. Always getting in trouble because of his rascal twin."

I would spit out my coffee at 'angel,' but I've not made myself a cup yet. "Lizbeta, both of them are rascals. One just values his life more."

Liz isn't listening. She's twisting Avery's Superman in her hand, turning his head in unnatural angles. It makes me worried. "Uh, what exactly did DeBraun do?"

"Why don't you ask that ragamuffin what he did with my f*cking pipe?"