“Duck,” Livie says as she taps Carson’s head with the palm of her hand.
“Huh?” Carson says, confused. Livie looks back at him with an equally confused look.
“Duck,” she says flatly again as she taps Brenden’s head.
“What kind of duck?” Brenden says, stopping Livie in her rotation around the circle.
“What do you mean?” Livie stops where she is, halfway aroun…
