**Savannah's POV**
Everyone has taken their seats at my dining table. My mom and dad at the head of the table, me on my mom's left, Santiago right next to me, Elliot on my dad's left, Damon right next to him and across from me. When I saw Damon on the other side of my front door, I immediately knew that God was looking down right now and in the middle of a fit of laughter. One thing I always believed is that God has a sense of humor, and maybe, just maybe sometimes he likes to put his children in awkward situations as these to have a little fun. My parent's think I am crazy to think that, but come on, it is a definite possibility. I mean if I was in that position I sure would pull a few pranks.
"What are you thinking about so hard that has your face all twisted?" My brother asked, break
