Astrid's brain was on overdrive. She could not understand how pop allowed a guest into their house. He was very adamant of having any outsiders be it, friends, or acquaintance. She racked her brain for answers but ended up with more questions. She sighed loudly and finished her shower quicker.
Grandpa Jones motioned her to sit on the mat and she sat slowly, her gaze back at the Enlil. He had a weird name, to begin with, she thought.
Grandpa Jones cleared his throat and spoke `There is something I want to tell you, Astrid. I have been keeping them long and I think it's time I pass the knowledge to you.'
`You must have wondered why we stay in the forest like this, but it is mainly to keep you from interreacting much with humans and vampires. You are different. As a matter of fact, we are different'
Astrid looked at her pop and Enlil in surprise. `I am listening', she spoke in a whisper. Where is this going?
