Dylan got more opportunity to connect with family when Aunt Eliana wanted to do a photo shoot of their, um, horse.
Dylan had barely seen Meteor when Hunter adopted him, so he was unprepared for the power of just being in the creature’s presence.
He barely remembered to take any photographs, and most of the ones he took were overexposed. Some creatures are not made to be caught on film.
At home, Riddle fended of yet another intruder.
This was getting to be so routine that nobody even commented as the police took the intruder away.
Dylan did make a connection for more freelance photography work, though.
It turned out that the police department needed someone to work with the news media on crime fighting publicity.
Dylan’s business was becoming more varied and more profitable. He loved his work more every day.
Sky loved her work too, but not every minute of it.
Sometimes she just had to pay her dues.
Sawyer spent all his time at school, doing homework, or at his at-home science station. He never talked to anyone outside of the family as far as any of them could tell.
Worse, Abby caught him covering up bruises when he got dressed. That spoke volumes. He hadn’t complained of being bullied at school in a long time. It just turned out that he’d learned not to talk about it.
“You have got to get out more,” Abby told him in concern.
“There’s nothing interesting to see when I’m ‘out,'” Sawyer retorted.
“Let me show you,” Abby said. She hustled him out to Honeyduke’s to show him some fun.
He wasn’t terribly enthusiastic.
“The trick is to relax,” Abby said. “Get something fun to eat. Play some games! Maybe even talk to someone.”
“I don’t see how you can relax with all these people making noise,” Sawyer said.