Northstar Vale Cute without the E.

Towhee couldn’t help the cackle that escaped her at Jack’s expression. One of the best parts about having kids was dropping bombs on them to see how they reacted.

I mean, she drawled as she rose lazily to her feet and began to plod in a random direction, trending northward, isn’t that what siblings do? Suck? Towhee tittered.

The edge of the red trees sprawled off to their right, though Towhee moved around the outskirts of the forest, headed toward a waterway that would lead to another lake. Come to think of it, she was pretty sure there was one tucked in all four corners of the vale.

Did you know, Towhee said, swinging her head toward Jack, that this means I’m Germanicus’s mother-in-law?