My mother was running about, getting beds together for everyone, and calling orders to Kaydan to make sure that dinner wasn’t burning. Somehow, we all congregated around the kitchen table. This has always been a gathering place for my family. Even moving into a different country hadn’t changed that. My father was at the head of the table, regaling everyone with the tale of how I rescued Asla and her boy, Aral. He had everyone completely enthralled but me. After all, I had been there. I was pretty much ignoring him. Instead, I turned my attention to the house. When I first brought my parents to Del’Hain, I made good on my promise and replaced everything that they had lost. The first order of business was buying them a house. It was in the middle of a new subdivision in Del’Hain, a tidy two-story with a small front and backyard. It was perfect for my parents, as it allowed my father enough room to work, and my mother the close proximity to all of the markets. It also had enough room for my brothers, sister, and my adopted sister, niece and nephew—Asla, her daughter Hela, and son Aral.
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