I was in a house now. Whose was it? My head hurt.
The walls had floral designs on them. The paint was a light, soft color. We were seated on couches. En was at my side.
A woman with floral earrings hugged a boy. "Take care, Noah."
He returned her gesture. "Bye, Auntie Lana." He then did the same with a smiling old lady with clouded. "Bye, Grandma."
She had tears in her eyes. "You better take good care of my little sprout, Miss Hannah."
"We promise," she and En said in unison.
I opened the door and we filed out. I stayed behind Hannah and En and Noah.
En glanced back at me. "You really do need to get out a little more, Star."
"Oh, come on, En," Hannah said. "Ran's not here."
Oh, that's right! This was the day we brought Noah home. He sure held it together better than I did when they brought me home.
I was sorta surprised Hannah didn't ask one of her friends for a car or for one of my siblings to come get us. I think a few of them learned to drive after they left us.
Anyway, we had to take the bus home. En and I sat together, and Hannah sat with Noah.
He didn't fall asleep on the way home. The last one we brought home on the bus was out like a light right away.
His walls cracked after we got home, though.
En and Hannah had to do something. They never told me what. So, it was my job to take Noah to his new room. He'd be sharing with my two youngest sisters who were about two years older than him.
That said, though, it was just the four of us in the house. The others were hanging out at the amusement park with one of the kids' teachers.
He fell back on his new bed right away. I didn't have to point it out. My sisters were girly, and it showed in their zones. The walls were neutral grey, though.
Tears poured out of his eyes.
"It hurts, doesn't it?" I asked.
"You're a strong kid," En said. "Being strong for your aunt and grandma."
I shot En a quick glare. I hated when he did that.
He then went back to whatever he was doing.
"Why'd they have to get taken away like that?"
"I dunno, kiddo. I've asked myself that same question, but I can't anymore. It just hurts me more when I do."
"How do you make not hurt as bad?"
I took a long breath. "It'd be better to ask En what he did. I think I owe a lot of it to Del and having lots of time to heal."
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Key of Liberation (A Key Keepers novel)Fantasy
Alastair Kurenai left his home on Earth to fulfill his destiny in a world called Nachima. Nothing out of the ordinary for a guy born into a family of Key Keepers, the ones who act as the worlds' balancing force. However, unbeknownst to him, he was i...