“Karla wants to know if you like her room.”

“Oh,” I grin. “Her room is very nice, I'm sure it'll look even better when the furniture gets here.”

“Yea, let's go honey and tomorrow you can check it out all day.”

All day?

Only now does it hit me that Kingston's daughter is the only kid her age I see around the pack house and packgrounds while her peers go to school.

“Why haven't you enrolled her into a school? Or perhaps you plan on homeschooling because you're so smart.” I ...