Tanner and I aren’t identical twins, but back when he had trimmed blonde hair instead of the shaggy mess he sports now, we even fooled each other. I roll my matching blue eyes in response to the eagerness in his. Do you really think so? Maybe if I go for a full Dumbledore beard, our team will be promoted to Premiership.” “Aww, that’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me, Cam. You’re the one looking like a blonde Hagrid.” The dreary London daylight sheds little light on what emotion he’s portraying beneath all those unkempt facial pubes. My latest James Patterson, Cross Series novel thumps closed as I gaze back at my twin brother’s face. Dad crawls the walls when we’re late for warm-ups.” You need to get your ritual over with before it gets too late. “We’ve only got an hour before we need to leave. He instantly deflates when he sees I’m nose deep in my book. “C OME ON, C AMDEN,” T ANNER GROANS, strolling into the kitchen and eyeing me at the table.
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