Chapter 528
Katelina's mother and Brad bustled in with folding chairs. "I don't know if your 'church thing' fed you, but there's plenty left in the kitchen. Plates are on the counter."
They mumbled polite excuses, except Xandria who said, "Thanks, I'm starving," and hurried toward the promise of dinner.
"She has an interesting accent," Uncle Henry commented. "Where's she from?"
Katelina realized she didn't know. She'd mentioned Zimbabwe and vampire killers, but-"I met her in Indonesia."
"What were you doing in Indonesia?" Elsie asked with alarm.
Aunt Charlotte squinted at her. "Catching something, from the looks of it. Your hair looks better dear, but you're terribly pale." She tilted her glasses and studied Jorick, Micah, and Loren. "You all are."
Uncle Barry swallowed a large bite of pie. "It's a thing now with kids. They all look pale and sickly."
"Mine don't," Elsie bristled.
"Kate is hardly a kid," Charlotte said. "She's twenty-six now."