Miranda was on her second helping of sausage. At home, Father would never have let her eat so much in a sitting, even on holidays! She was looking around the table with fascination...so many new faces. While knowing eavesdropping was not polite, she couldn't help but listen to as much of the conversations around her as possible. She so wanted to join in, but was just a bit too shy.

She sighed and mumbled to her plate "I miss my brother."