Whispers

 
 

accents

Hank is aghast at the children's English upon their return. Thick and spicy with Cajun flair and French vocabulary, their voices sound—justifiably—as though they've lived the last thirteen months in their father's home.

"What happened?" he demands.

Rogue has no energy to bother about it. "I've just driven two days with two cranky children halfway across the country, Hank. Spare me."

Logan snorts at her words and Remy's chuckle follows her down the hallway.

The girls are sweeter, grabbing happily chattering Liv and a sleepy Becca to ooh and ah and cuddle.

Storm hugs Rogue warmly. "Welcome home."
 


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