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“You know what.”

I looked at Xay again.

His jaw tightened.

Barely.

If I wasn’t looking for it, I would’ve missed it.

Then Zion asked him something and Xay turned toward his son like nothing happened.

I kept eating.

Didn’t change my face.

Didn’t say shit.

But beside me, Destiny went still.

I glanced at her.

She was already looking at me.

Then her eyes flicked toward Xay.

Back to me.

I raised my eyebrows just a little.

Destiny picked up her wine.

Not one word.

She saw it too.

“Anybody want more turkey?” Uncle Tim asked.

“I do,” Michael yelled.

Everybody laughed.

“Boy, you ain’t even finish what’s on your plate,” Sam said.

“I want more.”

“Finish what you got.”

Aunt Amanda pointed her fork at Sam. “That’s exactly how you used to be.”

“No, I wasn’t.”

“Yes, you were,” Avery said.

“Nobody asked you.”

“I was there.”

“You was little.”