Frowns decorated Kyle's face when he found out too. And Zeke's by the time he found out back at the house.
Noah was helping me unwrap the ice and take it off as I relaxed on the couch. He went to go dump the iced water and throw away the trash. He came back and found that Zeke and the twins were still in the living room with me.
"Sooo?" Noah looked around. "Are we going to do something about this or just let it be?"
The twins simultaneously looked to Zeke.
Zeke frowned. "We let Coach handle it. With him and Mr. Miller, I believe they can prevent anymore accidents from happening to Jake. If not..." His eyes narrowed. "We'll find another way to address this."
Noah plopped down on the other side of the couch, turning the tv on.
"I thought you would be more mad." Kyle said, glancing down at him. "You're usually the first one up in arms to defend Jake and to start a fight."
