chapter 56

Valen We’re finally going home, and I’m beside myself with panic. I think this is the slowest I’ve ever driven in my life. Cars are honking their horns behind me and I glare at the driver in my mirror. Does he not see the ‘baby on board’ sticker? “Valen 45 miles per hour is already too slow for this strip. You're doing 20 under,” Everly hisses at me as cars overtake me. “We have fragile cargo in the car. What if their little heads wobble?” Just saying that has me reducing my speed more. It isn't worth the risk! “We’re more likely to get hit with you going this slow,” Everly scolds, and I sigh. “I'm serious, Valen. Speed up or let me drive. They're more durable than you think.” “They’re newborns!” I catch Everly rolling her eyes. “I get this is your first newborn and you want to wrap them in cotton wool, but seriously, they’re durable, geez. Valarian fell off the bed once, screamed his damn head off, but he’s perfectly fine,” “You dropped him off the bed?” I ask, horrified. “No! Of cour