XIOMARA
It had been a long four days since we'd gone for our run. And now we sat at another silent dinner. I know he'd felt odd. I'm sure my odd shifts didn't make him feel any better. "Something on your mind?" He asked, nudging my foot under the table with his playfully. I forced as much of a smile and aloof appearance, "Not too much..." I felt myself begin to gain the courage to continue when the booming greeting to myself and Tyson from Jon startled me to whip around. "Good evening! Alpha, Luna 'Xylophone'..." I rolled my eyes at his deliberate mistaking my name. "Dad, good evening. Xiomara and I were talking about something..." Jon interrupted Tyson with his theatrics, "Oh! Son, say no more. I apologize. I just quickly wanted to get some details..." Jon eyed us both, obviously itchin
