Twelve: The Road Home

The battle is done, but what does the future hold for Ethan?

Ethan was awakened to the face of Miranda hovering over him. He blinked to clear his eyes, and all at once the feeling of pain crushed through his body. 

“Shit!” Ethan shouted.

“Oh, I am sure it hurts like hell. Still, I guess a thank you is in order,” Miranda said, looking away from him.

Ethan turned his head to look in the direction of her eyes, and smiled lightly when he saw Abraham and Miranda’s grandmother leaning against the doorway.

“Eh, I would let you come into the house now,” the elderly lady said.

“Not bad, kid. You could have really shown up earlier. That would have made it a lot easier,” Abraham said as he took a long drag off of his pipe. The smoke was already filling the room, but no one else seemed even remotely bothered by it, except for Ethan.