Nesta came charging out of the house when Kel and Mr. Thomas trotted up on the man's horse.
"You had me so worried, Kel," the old woman called. "I was about to go over there, myself!"
"There's nothing to worry about, Granny," Kel replied with a grin. "I sent those thieves running with their tails between their legs!"
Nesta frowned, looking between Kel and the man behind her.
"Alright, alright, you can tell us about it later," she finally sighed, turning back toward the door. "Wait here. I'll go get-"
"Papa!!" Mr. Thomas's young daughter suddenly bolted out of the house, nearly knocking Nesta to the ground.
"My girl," Mr. Thomas smiled, sliding off the horse into a crouching position with his arms stretched open to catch the child dashing toward him.
Kel jumped down from the horse as well, careful to avoid disturbing the sweet reunion of father and daughter.
