#Chapter145 Homestead

We move out of the way as they swing past and I flatten against the truck as the entire entourage gets by us and follow close behind, meadow sliding her hand in mine and guiding me with her to tag on at the end when they get past.

"Ahhh, Alora." A voice comes from my side and then I'm dive bombed by an enthusiastic male who footballer style wrestles me into a hug before I'm hit from behind by another. Equal stealth and strength and I almost fall over with the weight of two heavy boys hugging the life out of me. Unable to breathe and not sure...