In the end . . . we all lose.
How well do you think you know the Callahans?
Yes, I'm asking you. Because I know you've been watching. The chaos, the violence, the love, and the madness—who could look away? Not me, for sure.
My grandmother always told me . . . where you look is where you go.
So I ask again, how well do you think you know the Callahans? Do you really think you understand Melody, Liam, or even Ethan? I have to wonder—will your mind be able to handle it?
We haven't met yet, but ready or not, here I come. The true queen of Chicago. For now, you may call me Calliope.
Contains mature themes.
