*Harper's POV*
I finished my homework within an hour, went downstairs to find Dawson and he was still nowhere to be found. I ran into Michelle in the kitchen and she told me he was still in the basement, as casual as can be. I'm sure she's gotten used to it by now, but it left me wondering if I would ever be able to get used to it myself, used to all of this. Michelle and Myrna were busy in the kitchen, Blake was in the middle of training, so I decided to go bother Zeb in the main office until Dawson was done.
I knocked, waited for permission, and then entered the room, closing the door shut behind me.
"Hey Harper, what's up? Everything OK?" Zeb asked as he turned to look in my direction for a moment before directing his attention back to his computer screen in front of him.
"Yeah, I
