Eralia’s POV
The weekend passes in a haze of long walks with Pippa, Benny and my siblings, who run around madly with the dog, who has adapted to our presence with amazing speed. She seems to have taken a distinct liking to Liberty, following the eight year old wherever she can and lying outside of the door of any room she can't go into with her for any reason.
The kids all seem to be coping well with what happened, which I put down to the fresh air, hearty meals, and dedicated time that Benny gives to each of them. I don’t think I, nor my siblings, have eaten and slept so well as we have over the last few days whilst we have been living here with Benny.
Austin and Tanner both insist on Benny being the one to put them to bed, insisting that he tell them a story after he's tucked them in.
