Chapter
Twenty-One
Opaque
"Are
you hungry? We had bor brithin for supper. There's plenty left. Let me warm
some up for you," Cara insisted. Pulling herself away from the men, she
hurried into the kitchen as she wiped her eyes with the dishtowel she still
clutched.
Hunter glanced at Star, and the
hunger she saw in his eyes wasn't for food, although she knew his last meal may
have been days ago.
"Actually, Mom, if it would be
all right with you and Dad, Star and I were wanting to stay here for the night
before continuing on to Synaria."
"You know you can stay
anytime," Vall gently derided him.
Hunter gave a lopsided grin as his
father tousled his hair, a gesture she had seen both parents do with affection.
She was often guilty of doing it, too.
"Terrin, I'm going to take a
