Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 248

I could see and smell the wood estorer Penelope had used to clean the light oak cabinets. The gold handles gleamed. Even the floral wallpaper coveting the kitchen, though faded, had been cleaned. The hardwood floors extended into the kitchen and, from what I could see, continued down the hallway. More photos of Mom and Dad or our grandparents hung on the walls. There was one photo with many people that I wasn't sure who they all were.

"That's Mom's family," Logan said, walking up beside me. "Dad told me who everyone was. Not sure 111 remember, but he said it was written on the back. There's Mom." Logan started pointing people out "That's her parents and siblings."

"There's about twelve..." I counted, saying.

"Yeah, Grandma had eleven brothers and sisters. The women all left with their mates. Penelope's been trying to track them down to see if we have any other family out there."

"Dad doesn't know?" I looked at Logan. Eleven siblings? I was internally shocked beyond words. This meant we might have a bunch of distant relatives scattered somewhere, and we knew nothing about it.

"He's not too sure. It wasn't a priority for him at the time, and when things got bad, he had to close this place off to keep it safe."

and

nod in understanding. Things must have gotten really bad for Dad to feel the need to protect this place. My chest suddenly tightened-what exactly had he gone

eyes locked on mine, I rushed toward him and hugged him

flood. In that moment, I realized how much I'd missed him, missed our friend

so unreachable.

Xena," Leonard smiled

been so long since I've seen you," I tried

said, reaching out to pull

immediately felt guilty for hugging Leonard

hug another girl couldn't be easy, especially someone like me whom she'd only met twice. I should have been more considerate of

I have really come a long way in this short time," Viola looked up at Leonard. "I'm sorry for your loss," she

Penelope spoke up: "Would you like

his hands in his pockets, quietly letting me process everything. Leonard walked over to Ryder

handle emotions. But sometimes I really wished he would be more pro me

at least tell

also with hardwood floors. The vanity was light blue with a white countertop and blue sink. The toilet was light blue, and so was the bathtub. She had decorated it with a