Chapter 35

“YOU are welcome, Uncle Val.”

That was Hazel, her voice calm and measured, after the long, almost unnecessary introduction by her mother about the sharp looking young man seated at the dining table.

Valentine turned fully toward her, a warm smile spreading across his face as he took in her composed posture and observant eyes. For a child her age, she carried herself with an awareness that was far beyond ordinary. He hadn't even experienced her display one yet, just the aura around her exposed that.

“Thank you, Hazel,” he said gently. “You are such a smart kid. Keep that up.”

Hazel smiled in response, but it was small and brief, polite rather than pleased. She nodded once, the way adults did when acknowledging a compliment they neither needed nor wanted. Then she turned on her heel and began to leave the dining area.

“Where are my brothers, Mom?” she asked, pausing only slightly.

Amelia dabbed her lips with a napkin before answering.

“They a