" What?" I yelled out loudly and heard my voice echo around the farm.
" I suspected that someone had a hand in this. I thought your grandmother was old and senile?" Cyrus spoke up.
" Are you sure? " I demanded again.
" He said he saw it with his own eyes," Toten snapped at me.
" Hard to believe " I rubbed my face with frustration.
" Let us first get into the main house and treat his wound," Cyrus pointed at Toten.
I leaned down and picked him up and he yelped in surprise as I walked towards the house cursing at each step and felt Tharn and Cyrus chuckle behind me. One hour later, we had all showered and Cyrus gave us a change of clothes. We settled on the dinner table and had a late night as Cyrus provided us with beers.
Tharn kept looking at me and suppressed his laugh as the shirt Cyrus shared was tight on my body.
" I don't mind remaining shirtless " I teased him and the comical look on his face disappeared. "