Evelyn POV
We unpack the house in no time with Amara and Imogen’s help. Since everything was destroyed in the fire, everything had to be brought, which means a mountain load of boxes which Mara happily plays in. She is more interested in the boxes than she is in the toys. I watch Orion cut a door in the box and flip it on the lid as she crawls into the playhouse with her robotic dog. It’s one of the few things that survived the fire because it was outside.
Grabbing some boxes with Amara, we pull them down, stack them neatly, and get ready to take them outside. When everyone is out of earshot, I turn to look at Amara. “Did you bring it?”
She nods and looks at me curiously. She then walks to the kitchen door, looking out to make sure no one is around. “You haven't told them, have you?”
