Five years later …
“Shh, he’s sleeping.”
“So. He promised me the next time I came over that he would show me how he can melt things with his bare hands.”
“Mommy said not to make Lachian do tricks. I’m going to tell on you.”
"What else is new?"
I open my eyes just enough to see two blonde haired children standing in front of me. Aaron and Lyssa, or Kane and Kallisto Jr as I like to refer to them. Double trouble in every sense of the word, barely nine months apart and the definition of sibling rivalry.
“Have either one of you ever heard of knocking?” I ask with fake annoyance in my voice.
“Lachian,” Lyssa squeals before wrapping her chubby arms around my neck. “You’re awake.”
“I wish I shared in your excitement, little one,” I grumble. “Where is your sister?”
“She’s feeding
