Chapter:-50

Ray blinks, and Sammy transforms from a sweet little seven year old to an incredibly cunning fourteen year old. That’s not really how it happens, but that’s how it feels. One day he’s helping her to color in her coloring books, and the next she’s engaging him in debates about literature and movies. She’s nearly grown to the point that he can stop looking at her as a child he cares for and instead look at her as a trusted friend. Or well, maybe not so much a trusted friend as a friend that will possibly drive him up the wall as Bright had once (and still on occasion) managed to do.

Sammy over at their mansion. Seth, Bright, and Ash are in the living room chatting over after dinner cocktails and have left the “kids” to entertain themselves. It’s an old habit from back in the days when Ray would be asked to escort Sammy off to another room to keep her out of earshot of the “adult conversations”. Their excuse back then had been that he was the only one capable of hearing the conve