Soon, it was New Year's Eve. Noah and Ryker Clark, an elder from the tribe and a friend of my dad's, took him out hunting earlier that day. They came back with a deer and was in the process of dressing it on the picnic table outside. Now, I didn't feel so bad going out and leaving Dad at home, knowing they would keep him busy for a while.
I had fixed my long straight hair into loose curls and pulled it up, letting a few loose strands fall loosely on my long neck. I was also wearing the silver dress that Dakota had picked out for me, along with a pair of matching silver heels. Subtle, just like the dress. I was just applying the finishing touches on my makeup when there was a knock on the door.
