STAVE SIX - AFTERSHOCKS
That night, a female teenage human rang the doorbell of a large two-story cream-coloured house. She could hear music and laughing inside, typical of a Christmas party.
An adult human answered the door, and was shocked to see who it was. "Dee?" he asked incredulously.
She managed a feeble smile. "Hi, Uncle Duncan—I—I changed my mind—can—can I come in, please?"
The elder smiled and gave her a big hug, nearly suffocating her. "Well, OF COURSE you can come in! Guys! Dee's here! She's going to celebrate with us!" The rest of her relatives stopped what they were doing, and turned to the door to see if they had heard correctly. When they saw Dakota, they gasped for a moment, but then cheered and clapped as she was brought in.
The Prodigal had come home.
"Say, Uncle, you—um—know I have lots of money—you didn't actually buy a present for me, did you?"
He patted her back, "Well, actually, I did. You may have everything you want, but even so, I know you may not have all you need. Come, I'll show you…"
That family had a very interesting celebration that night, and many were happy, thinking that the Prodigal had finally come home to reconcile herself with them.
But that was not the end of it.