Less of the family than he would have liked, arrived to hear what he had to say, but he understood. The pack was going through a rough patch, and there was so much to do. Somehow, in the midst of this tragedy, he had found something good. He couldn’t deny his desire to hold on tightly to it.
The news was out there now, and it would travel. He wouldn’t put off bringing Isa home any longer. He had already gained Andy’s approval for sharing their space, and with the flood. Well, there wasn’t much to move. But he would spend whatever spare time he could to bolster her belongings until she felt more at home. He made his way down to the den she had been staying in, to see what there was to salvage and move. “Isa?”
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