Page 71 of Life To My Flight

It was most obvious that the two of them were twins. It’d saddened me to hear that Viddy had limited eyesight; however, from what I could tell, she’d dealt with it just fine.

“Be nice, and don’t start,” a deep, rumbled command came from behind us.

That would be Kettle.

He was large.

In fact, I would even go as far as saying he was massive.

Tall, with dark brown hair and nearly translucent, pale blue eyes, he was hypnotic.

He could easily compete in the looks department with Trance.

No one held a candle to Cleo, though.

“Make me,” Adeline retorted.

I giggled as Kettle’s eyes narrowed on his wife.

“Really?” Kettle asked with a tilt of his head.

“Uh, no?” Adeline back tracked.

He rolled his eyes and turned, but left with a parting shot. “I didn’t think so.”

When would men ever learn?

She started tiptoeing in his direction, coming to a stop about three feet away from him before launching herself at his back and reaching her arms over his shoulders to start digging her fingers into his armpits.

“Ack!” He roared.

Adeline held onto Kettle like a monkey while the man started doing everything in his power to get her off without actually using force.

“They’re not always this weird,” Cleo said as he locked an arm around my neck and pulled me into his chest.

“Sure they aren’t,” I teased good-naturedly.

I liked that he had friends that could be silly.

I was practically annoying when I was in ‘one of those moods,’ as my dad used to call it.

A wave of sadness hit me as I remembered how I used to go into those hyperactive times, and then my dad would take me out to burn off the energy.

He was a gun smith.

Which was why I smiled slyly when Cleo had patiently showed me how to use a shotgun a little over a half hour ago.

Cleo knew my dad had been a gun smith.

Just who did he think helped test those guns out before my dad sold them?

They may have died ten years ago, but shooting was kind of like riding a bike.

You never forgot.

“Okay, what are we doing?” I asked after a few more minutes of the impromptu WWF show going on in front of me.

Cleo grinned at me. “Can you pull that lever back?”

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