Chapter 35 : One Day
*Vanessa*
“You stole your father’s battle plans and used them as a treasure map?” I ask incredulously, and Shawn shrugs.
“We needed props to make it believable,” he says, as though that explained everything.
“I’m surprised your dad didn’t just kill you right away,” I laugh.
The thought of little Shawn, Amara, Aaron, and Mylene destroying one of the most important battle strategies the pack had ever used because they needed “props” for their game of treasure hunting was enough to make me cry with laughter.
Even more so, when I learn that the “treasure” in question was a couple of Amara’s sparkly pins.
“All of that for hair accessories,” I remark, shaking my head.
“Look, they sparkled. At seven, that pretty much looked like treasure to us,” Shawn replies, and the amount of genuine defensiveness in his voice only makes me laugh even harder.
“It was plastic!”
“Well, yes, we know that now.” He scratches the back of his neck.