Then a grin slowly spread across Gideon's face. "Also… you still owe Summer that crate of milk, don't you?" he said, almost laughing. "I still can't believe your sister is that dense."
Freya chuckled. "I know! She's really not the brightest. I actually felt a little guilty about what we did yesterday. But now? Ugh, not anymore because of that stupid milk. So… Can I use my daily request for that?"
"You're actually going to give it to her?" Gideon raised an eyebrow.
He knew both sisters well. Neither of them usually backed down from an argument like this. Giving Summer the milk would basically mean Freya admitted she had stolen from her.
"I can't help it! She might be dumb, but she's not dumb enough to eventually realize what that thick white liquid was…" Freya groaned.
"Oh, I see," Gideon teased. "You just don't want to break her heart if she figures it out. You're actually pretty soft-hearted."
