There were still two months before Clarhyssa would turn eighteen.

And once again, she had come visiting Myles and his wife. Actually, she snuck away from home to see them. Her grandparents lectured her for a bit, but still let her stay. But she was to set off for her parents' home first thing tomorrow morning, after a hearty breakfast, of course.

Her mother, Wilhelmina, had already birthed a healthy little boy who grew to look more like Ralph as the days went by. He was as adorable as Clarhyssa when she was an infant. Now he could walk and say a few words. But... he was pretty mischievous, loved...