Standing in the entrance hall, Drake motioned at two of his footmen. "Please see to it that these things are put away in Kyle's room. There's more in the coach. Ben will direct you."

Kyle entered the house - his face sullen.

"Kyle, it's not awful." Drake chuckled, not sounding the least bit consoling.?

Kyle ran his fingers through his freshly cropped hair.

"You've finally chopped it all off." Sierra snuck up behind Kyle, tickling his ears. "I've been trying to cut ...