Winter
I scrub my hands over my tired face while sitting on the couch in the living room. I’m exhausted, and I can’t stand hearing Mom scream any longer. She’s been out on the training field screaming for over an hour. I dread to think what damage Mom has done to pack grounds with her anger.
It came to light at breakfast this morning that Kayson had gone missing. I had everyone out searching for my little brother when it was clear Kayson was no longer in the house. He didn’t answer the mind link to anyone, and then suddenly, it cut off completely. That only happens when a person dies. We all felt Kayson’s light go out, and I have honestly never felt pain like it.
Mom lost her mind and began screaming. The wind picked up around her, causing a hurricane. No joke. Pack grounds are ruined,
