I imagine there are some people who cannot eat after having been kidn*pped, especially if they’ve been kidn*pped twice. I am not one of those people. As soon as the cruiser left, I sent Sawyer to wash his hands so I could fill Dad and Lucille in, and then we sat down to eat. Santi was lucky I loved him because I really did eye up his burger pretty hard. But when Lucille produced sugar cookies with smiley faces from the stash of baked goods that I really was beginning to believe she kept in her car at all times, I settled for three of those. Then, the four of us settled in to watch Encanto while we waited for Santi to come home.
EncantoThe next thing I knew, it was the middle of the night. Sawyer and I were curled up under a pile of blankets, and Santiago was asleep on the other wing of th
