Anya laughed softly, brushing a strand of hair away from her face, “This family is full of surprises,” She smiled, because there was nothing else she could do, studying her sister with a mild incredulity. It was still hard to believe she existed, that she had a family again.
“My life always has been full of surprises. But that might run in the family too.” She was quick to use that word. She wasn’t certain she should use it around Erik, but she could say of it when it came to Anya. The girl seemed nice enough. And she could use another sibbling.
