Celia can’t help laughing. “At least we’re having a good influence on you.” “Yesh,” I mumble, mouth full and belly happy. Raylan laughs too, loving that he’s managed to sway me over to the joys of breakfast if nothing else. His laugh is loud and mischievous, the kind that pulls everyone else into mirth. The boys start giggling, and soon Shelby and Grady are, too. I like this family so much. They’re warm and welcoming, unpretentious and hardworking. They love animals and the outdoors. I like them and respect them, as much for our differences as our similarities.
