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going to come
back to bite us in the butt,” my mom said with a laugh.
    “Besides,” Dad added. “There were
extenuating circumstances that led to us getting married so young.
Otherwise we would have waited, not that I would’ve enjoyed that
very much.”
    “Save it, Dad,” I said, raising my hand. “I
really don’t need or want an explanation. I’ve heard the stories a
thousand times. Basically, all your evil family had disastrous
plots to take over the world and it was up to you to stop them. I’m
thrilled you were successful, and very happy I don’t have to know
any of those people—well, except for Grandpa Sean. I would’ve liked
to know him and the others who died trying to help you, like your
guardian, Marsha.”
    I wasn’t a complete jerk. I felt very
sympathetic to my parents’ story of their past together. I couldn’t
imagine what it must’ve been like for my dad to have constantly
been on the run, hiding from his own father, who was trying to kill
him and steal his powers. Nor could I imagine what it must’ve been
like for him to be kidnapped and have people drinking his blood
while turning him into a dark and dangerous creature like them.
    Yet, through it all, my mother stood
valiantly beside him, at great risk to her own safety. She
protected him, and eventually helped lead him to a place of
stability as he overcame the demon attributes that controlled him.
Even when her family had begged her to leave him, my mom had never
given up hope for the man she loved. In the end, those choices led
her to her own forced demon conversion—something that almost
destroyed her. In order to save her life, my dad had to suck all
the magic from her body, leaving her mortal.
    In all the years I’d been hearing this
story, I never once saw regret in my mother’s eyes. She seemed
happy and content with how things had worked out. It seemed that
all she needed or wanted in her life was my dad and me. Our family
was everything to her.
    But when I looked at my dad, his eyes were
haunted and filled with regret. I knew he blamed himself for
everything that had happened. I also knew he missed the magical
connection he used to share with my mom. My great grandma, Milly,
said it was a connection so strong that it was like nothing she’d
ever seen before.
    “They were good people, your Grandpa Sean
and Aunt Marsha,” my dad said, drawing me back into the
conversation. “Wherever they are now, I’m sure they watch over us
with love.”
    “I think so, too,” my mom said softly, a bit
of pain etched on her face. “My dad would’ve loved you so much,
Kenna. One of my greatest regrets is that he never got a chance to
know you.”
    A sad, strained silence filled the air
between us for several moments.
    “What time is this supposed date taking
place?” Dad asked, changing the subject with a heavy sigh.
    “Seth is coming to pick me up after football
practice. I’m sure he’ll run home to shower and change, first. I’m
not exactly sure what time since it depends on when practice gets
over.”
    “Okay. But you need to have any homework
done before you leave.”
    “I’ll go do it right now,” I replied,
grabbing my books and leaving the room.
    “Crazy kid.” My dad’s voice floated after me
and I paused to listen to what he had to say. “Gets asked out on
the first day of school. That does not bode well for my blood
pressure in the future.”
    Mom laughed. “She’s a beautiful girl. What
did you expect?”
    “It’s because she looks too dang much like
her mother.” A tiny squeal from my mom pierced the air, followed by
a growl from my dad. “I got hit on by one of her new cheerleading
companions at the school.”
    “I imagine that was a huge boost to your
confidence level,” my mom replied with a laugh, not sounding upset
about it at all.
    “The girl called me H-O-T, she spelled it
out just like that, and said she’d totally date me—even after
knowing I was Kenna’s dad.”
    Mom laughed harder.