It's time for winter break.
"Are you sure this will work?" I ask.
"Yeah. Now, unlock the door," Marcelo responds.
I grabbed the house key and unlocked the front door.
"Julia. You're home. Come in the kitchen! I made-" dad stops talking when he sees us, "cookies."
"Dad." I gave him a tight smile, "You remember Mark, right?"
"Oh yeah. Nice seeing you again," dad said slowly. His eyes travel down, "And this is?"
Kai hid behind me.
"Dad. This is Kailyn. Kailyn is Mark's younger cousin." I hope this works. "Mark was wondering if we can watch Kailyn over the holidays."
"Oh? You don't want to spend it with your family?" Of course, it sounds odd.
"Kailyn's parents are overseas," Marcelo says. "And they don't feel comfortable having her at Nightwalkers pack house."
"Why not?"
"We're mos
