Amelie
"Come in, kiddo!" I didn't even have a chance to knock. Dad knew I was at the door. I open the door and see him and Celeste sitting on one of the sofas with books and scrolls on the coffee table in front of them.
"Have a seat. We have lots to go over." Dad gestures me to set in the sofa across for him and Celeste.
This seems more serious than what I thought, "Are we going to need the bourbon again?"
Dad laughs, "It is serious but not in the same way. Come on, sit."
"OK, what's with all the books and scrolls?" I take a seat on the sofa.
Dad unrolls one of the scrolls. I look at it, and I see some names I recognize. Then I see mine, and I have two lines coming from my name, one going to Tate with an X through his name and one going to Gideon. It's a family tree—a r
