Blond, cocky, dim witted, Jethro Addy was all of these things and more. When the Addy family parents died, instead of fallowing his younger brother's example, he became distant.
Their father's side of the family was mostly Russian, which one could easily discern from one glance at Jethro, tall, blond, blue eyed, he even had a faint Russian accent. He was the spitting image of his father.
Now twenty he could almost drink legally, which hadn't stopped him before, legal or not.
He, I might say, had deserted his brothers when they most needed him, but he loved them. He loved Damon as a brother. He might not have the brains but he had the brawn and the heart.
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Pain Has No Comparison
Teen FictionA young boy with CIP must find out what happened to a man in his dreams. A heart or a worrier leads him into sticky situation. As he tries to solve a murder he also strives to find out why and how he has this disease.
