Chapter Twelve

Kendra walked past Rex with her head held so high that she didn’t notice the look of amused anticipation on his strong, handsome face. He waited for her to get a few yards ahead of him before he stepped off of the porch to follow her.  He was startled to see the look of approval on Olga’s face as she watched from the window as he disappeared behind the house.  Was that look because of her pride in Kendra’s prowess with a bow? Or, was there something more behind it?

He’d grown close to Olga and considered her a friend.  Even so, he’d shied away from discussing his feelings for her niece. After all, Olga was more like a mother than an aunt and, therefore, was protective of Kendra like a mother would be.  He wasn’t worried about her rejecting him because of the nuclear exposure that he’d experienced as a youth.  He didn’t consider the bit of damage that it did to his digestive and neurological system enough