The Twins Next Stop

“There it is,” Pol said.

Castor whistled his wolf closer and stared at the village. “Do you think he knows we’re here?” he asked.

Pol shifted his hat before answering. “Not sure, but there’s only one way to find out.”

They adjusted their packs and started down the dusty road, passing curious men, women, and children. Strangely, none tried to ask them their business, so they were able to reach the door of the largest house without interruption.

Before Pol could knock, the door opened and a very large, handsome man said, “You’re late.”

“Love you too, Father,” Pol replied.