“Very well, then. You’ll be the spare hand, assisting where needed. Understand?”She nodded, not knowing if she was going to like it or not. That...just left Claire. She grinned. “I’ve had some business training, with my late father and at school. I’ve a good head for figures. It used to irk me no end that Jack wouldn’t let me close to the books. After he passed I understood why. There weren’t any.”“Very well then, you are the new business manager. Again, if you need supplies, tell me and we’ll. Three months has been entirely too long and I need him now. Then the front door unlocked. Finally. I whipped my head around and there he was. Deep brown hair and jade green eyes, in that brown leather coat, black t shirt and skinny jeans that were a deep blue. ‘I’m home,’ he said with a wide crooked grin. He took off his jacket to reveal the effects of three months of working out. ‘Thank god,’ I mumbled, moving swiftly across the apartment. I pushed the door closed and dropped to my knees.. Sort of. I don’t see auras. But ... um ... I need Kendra.” Annette, Morgan, and Mavis all broke out laughing as Mr. and Mrs. Wells looked puzzled.“May I try to fill in?” Morgan asked me. I nodded. “Art has difficulty speaking. He’s not dumb. It’s just hard to talk, especially when he’s in a new and unfamiliar environment. It’s not because he doesn’t want to answer your question, Mr. Wells.”“But why would you ask for Kendra?” Mrs. Wells said. They were both still puzzled.“Kendra is his certified. “Is he the one making you feel sad?”“Yes mom,” Natalie answered. “He keeps looking at my feet all of the time, but when I try to place them on his face, he simply pushes them away like he isn’t interested. He just looks at them, but pushes them away from me when I try to get hom to sniff them.”“Oh I see,” Lena replied. “Your big brother has a female foot fetish. He is simply teasing you by staring at them, but when you try to tantalize him with them, he simply pushes them away.”“Exactly mom,”.