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The Invitation
It was near evening when there came a knock on the door of the guest house, and she turned her head curiously to look when Ellis went to open the door.
"Benji!" he happily exclaimed, grabbing Benjamin and holding him aloft.
Avera chuckled. 'Some things never change.' <
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