Evelyn’s P.O.V.

“What’s going on here?”

My dad’s query was responded by Aunt Flora’s icy tone, she crossed her arms over her chest and faced him.

“We are testing a hypothesis through a live experiment.

Come. Join us, leader Harold!”

There was something so raw in her voice that it alerted all my sleeping instincts, I looked at my dad to confirm my suspicion.

Dad grabbed my arm and hid me behind him, his high-pitch tone was now full of dominance.

“My daughter isn’t a test subject for your entertainment, Flora. Go and play with your chemistry set!”

Over the course of twenty-eight years, I had seen some quarrels between...