"You act like you're ten feet away," Birdie said flatly.
"It just looks like more space because there's only two of you," Mom added, patting my arm.
I gave both of them a flat look.
"Not what I mean," I grumbled before finishing off my coffee and pouring a new cup.
"This got something to do with what Waylen asked you last night?" Birdie asked as she set a plate down in front of Rosie, who could barely see over the table in the chair.
I rolled my eyes at my sister, not wanting to answer.
"No," I lied, answering anyway.
Birdie looked at me in disbelief with her hand on her hip.
"He literally asked you if you guys could make a Deidra snowman to go with yours so that it looked like he had a mom," she stated, and I felt heat rush to my cheeks.
"He just wanted it to look like a real fam
