Evan POV
You could hear the women talking in the kitchen, it had happened again.
"... apparently they are stealing food..." Amanda's voice despite being a whisper awakened me.
"Mom?" I woke up in my bed that morning, and heard voices in the kitchen, so I decided to go out to find out what it was about, but I froze when I recognized the voice, and as I took steps the smell became familiar.
There was my beautiful mother, talking to the women in the kitchen about a sneaky thief who had been coming and going as he pleased through the herd for the past few days. I ran to hug her and cry like a child, Amanda was startled by my disconsolate crying, but she also hugged me too.
"Is something wrong, honey?" She said as she tried to look me in the eyes, but I wouldn't let go, I held her tightly
