Rhoda shook her head. "They're not ready to leave yet, Isaac. They're still healing. And they're no danger to us. If they were, they would have done something by now."
"That's not the point!" Isaac's voice rose in frustration. "They're wolves, Mother. They don't belong here. And what happens when whatever was chasing them catches up? Did you think about that? You're putting us all in danger!"
I felt Dwayne tense beside me. He was right, of course. We were putting them in danger. Maybe it would be better if we left now, regardless of our condition.
But Rhoda stood her ground. "Isaac Daniel Thompson, don't you take that tone with me. I may be old, but I'm not senile. I know what I'm doing."
"Do you?" Isaac challenged. "Because from where I'm standing, it looks like you've lost your mind.
