Once Luther made it toward the tree line with his brothers, I heard Barbie call my name. I glanced over at her kind face.
"Come on inside, Dear. Luther will hang his mother if you're not locked away for the night."
I smiled and followed her into the house. The smell of food wafted from the kitchen to the entrance, making my stomach grumble.
She chuckled. "Has Luther not been feeding you? I have some chicken ready in the kitchen whenever you are."
"Absolutely. We've been busy today, and I haven't had a chance to get lunch."
I followed her into the kitchen. Selene, Luther's sister, sat at the bar with a plate of food. Her phone sat in one hand, and a pair of glasses were perched on the tip of her tiny nose. She wasn't drenched in water this time, so I noticed her long black hair in ring
