Ch.2

I heard a car door slam from the front of the house.

"Seth is here!" I exclaimed to the others.

"How can you tell?" Tommy asked with confusion in his eyes.

"You're telling me you didn't just hear that?"

"Heaw whaf?" Charlotte questioned.

"The car door slamming!" They both stared blankly at me. "Whatever, Seth is here!" They both stumbled along beside me as I sped full speed ahead and ran smack into the screen door. Tommy helped me up with the hand that wasn't over his mouth stifling his laughter. I sighed, when was I ever going to be less clumsy? I opened the door and ran on taking note not to trip on the rug again.

"Seth is here! Seth is here!" I chanted running around the living room.

"I'll go help with the bags," Bracken said, and Warren followed to help too. Momma patted my hair down and straightened the skirt of my dress. She stood up and went to stand right outside the door. I followed her closely, slightly hiding behind her thigh. There were two people I had never seen before standing outside the jeep. Momma watched the one that looked about 20, who was tall with brown hair and eyes, with the same loving look that she saves for Bracken and I. Judging by this he is Seth. The other one looked about 16 he had sandy blond hair, blue eyes and he smelled like a shadow charmer. Yes, shadow charmers do have a scent. They smells like a crisp fall night, mixed with a musky old library, and a hint of smoke. I guess that makes it a burning old outdoor library on a fall night. It could have just been Seth's scent rubbed off on him, but my sense of smell is better than that. Seth ran towards Kendra catching her in an embrace.

"I have someone to introduce to you," Seth glanced in the direction of the boy, "This is Jay."

"Hey," he said stepping forward and shaking Momma and Daddy's hands. "I am one of the two shadow charmers that Seth was working with."

"Two?" Mom asked.

"Yeah I was added last minute."

"Ok," was the reply. Seth's eyes started to wonder towards the house and I quickly ducked inside. I was suddenly afraid of seeing him. What if he didn't like me? What if I wasn't a satisfactory niece. I went and sat down on the couch by Nana and Papa (what I called my grandma and grandpa).

"Nana, what if Seth doesn't love me?" I whispered.

"Of course he will love you! It would be extremely hard not to," Nana said with lighting in her eyes.

"Luna come here," Daddy's voice was gentle.

"Wow Bracken, she looks just like you. Is she one of your sisters, or a niece or something?" Seth asked.

"She is your niece." Realization dawned on Seth's face. His mouth made a little O shape.

"Hi uncle," I said timidly. Seth reached down and scooped me up into his arms.

"Well how is my favorite little niece?" He asked as if we had known each other forever.

"I'm good," I answered giggling, "And how is my favorite uncle?"

"Favorite? I'm your only uncle," Mock offence filled his voice.

"I am your only niece," I pointed out.

"Touché."

"Ruth? RUTH!" Gramp's distressed voice cried. We ran to him. Gram was laying still, her face greenish and her breathing shallow.

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