Sleepy Fox Hollow If you rearrange the letters of Peru, you could spell Europe

           

He was hesitant to come toward her, and Padma was equal as hesitant to allow him to come closer. She was brave enough to hold her ground, as she watched him with wide eyes. Tears pooling. She wasn’t sure what finally clicked, as she took a few rushed steps toward her brother. Her family. “Timberlake… I thought you were dead. I don’t understand.” And she didn’t. Her brother was suddenly before her, tangibly in front of her.

She sank into his fur, head pressed against the underside of his chin. He had taken after their father, his stature larger than her own. Even if their height difference wasn’t significant, Padma was more than happy to play the little sister card. This was her big brother. And despite the distance that had fallen between them, and the length of time since they had last seen each other there was still a bond between them.