After packing dinner, my family stays to help clean up.
I help by scraping off the scraps of food left on the plates into the trash and handing them to John, who is helping wash them.
My mother is helping a few other pack members collect all the dishes and take them to the back.
My father rarely helps because of the packing business. He had started to help us, but was called to Alpha's office for important business.
Once we were done cleaning and everything was spotless, we finally started making our way home.
It's getting late, and the sun is starting to set, leaving the sky with an orange tint to it.
It was quite beautiful. I look around at the trees and bushes as we pass them.
I know that Connor is there watching, but he's deep in the woods to make sure no one sees him.
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