Marin stared at the towering wall of cardboard boxes that ran down the middle of her family’s new living room. It was like something out of a fairy tale – it seemed like every time she or Dad moved or unpacked one box, another one grew in its place.
“Did you know that Gideon and I were trained in Krav Maga?” Charlotte took another step closer to me, and I automatically took one back.
“No, but did /you/ know that at this moment you look like that crazy rodent in Ice Age?”