08 Some proof

Becca

The comfort and ease of being home after a long tour are always so soothing. I’m on the road so much that I don’t rent an apartment. I spend most of the in-between time with my parents anyway.

The kitchen is filled with the scents of my favorite foods, and falling back into the routine of living on a farm is like second nature to me. Despite having a lot to do before winter arrives, our years of experience make us efficient.

The old log house, the garden, and the few animals around it are the places of most of my happy memories. After the years of the slaughter of our pack, we learned to grow our food and provide for ourselves. Dad started working as a delivery man, even though he had to be careful not to lift too heavy boxes and crates, while Mom worked in the local school. With three children, they’ve never been able to save enough money for college for all of us, but they supported us the best they could.

Luckily, as werewolves, we don’t weaken much with age. My parents