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Trent

I was planningon speaking to Jenny, but I couldn’t find her. Instead, I was about to bump into someone I really didn't want to. Craig. I decided to avoid eye contact in case the douche decided to get me to do stuff like cleaning the bathroom. He’d done it a couple of times, just to show who’s boss, and even if it wasn’t my job. He’d fired a few guys for not following orders, and I couldn’t afford to lose the job.

“Great! Mom says it's what everyone is talking about in the office, so she has no issue with Jenny staying,” Brent said as I found him already changed and ready to leave the changing rooms.

“Damn, that was quick! How did you know her aunt and uncle would say no?”

He shook his head, “Can you believe that her aunt tweeted about not knowing anything about her brother-in-law’s business, and she’s helping her sister with this traumatic ordeal.”

“Sister?”

“Exactly, not her niece. It’s like Jenny doesn’t exist in their world.”

He’d read my mind. How could her aunt just be thinking about her sister and not her niece. Are they not both flesh and blood?

Fuck! Jenny was really having a hard time. She was being completely ignored by her family.

“She’s waiting by the car, so you take her home and then come back for me later,” Brent said, and he surprised me with this change in attitude. We had to confirm what we were doing later because our usual plans had done a complete three-sixty today.

“Nah, Prent will pick you up later. Mom says I should take her to the office. Thank goodness Mom’s a lawyer. She says she may be able to help Jenny get some money and see what’s going on, if Jenny knows anything.”

I shrugged. “I doubt it. The girl’s homeless, standing in the parking lot and doesn’t have anyone looking out for her. She needs a place to stay, nothing else at the moment.”

“Yeah, but mom says this is the best she can do right now. Jenny can stay with us, but it’s not like she’s going to move in forever.”

He patted me on the back, like he did whenever he was about to say something sarcastically, so I braced myself.

“You’re always finding strays and begging for mom to let them live with us.”

Did I hear him right?

“She’s not a cat or dog!”

He seemed annoyed by my revelation. Sure, I loved animals, and Brent didn’t disguise that he hated them. He said he was happy that he had allergies, so I’d never been able to keep a pet. Prent was neither here nor there.

“Bro, I’ll see you later, and let’s hope this works out,” he said as he put the reminder of his things in his bag.

Brent loved to study; he took books everywhere with him, like even to the damn bathroom, always listening to podcasts and exercising his mind, as he put it. It was as if being captain of the football team wasn’t enough for him, because he was a straight-A student too. One thing was for sure, he didn’t have my looks, even if I did have the slightly crocked nose from when I fell off my bike in third grade. They tried to straighten it, but it was never the same.

Anyway, I wasn’t the studying kind of guy, except when it came to women, if that could be classed as a subject. Either way, my passion was eating which was why I had a tight fitness regime. Unlike Craig, I trained a lot harder.

Yeah, we may be triplets, but one thing was for sure, we were different in so many fucking ways.

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