Chapter 87 The Grand Ole Grandfather

• Aurora
• When the panic subsides, Jaxson and I move slowly, trying to keep the pups quiet enough to inspect the living room first. Snowflake is startled and froze upright, worried as she looks out the front window. I follow her gaze, the morning simple and bright and warm as it pours into our small, quaint hut.
• Jaxson clings to one pup, while I juggle the other two. He gives me a daring look of caution.