Lynn waited for her brother to touch her face to feel connected to him again but that didn't happen. "Hey, why don't you touch my face?"
Lincoln would have done so, but the twins launched themselves behind his back causing Lincoln's hand to reach a place no one should have put it. Lynn's breasts, which were already larger, "pervert" Lynn said when she felt his hand involuntarily press against her and hit Lincoln hard on the cheek, then she went up the stairs, stomped her feet, entered her room, and slammed the door shut.
"But it wasn't on purpose" Lincoln said, rubbing his cheek, which was beginning to swell
Meanwhile, in Lynn's room. She was leaning against the door, still feeling the pressure of her brother's hand, and that heat and muscular hand that made her sigh "I like it. I want him to touch me more." She said, extending her hand to her breasts and throwing herself on her bed.
While Lincoln was being cared for, his mother applied an ointment to him for the swelling and burning.
"I'll talk to her" said Rita, putting the ointment in the medicine cabinet that Leni had brought.
"No, don't worry, Mom, I know she had no ill intentions" replied Lincoln, downplaying the pain on his cheek.
"Neither do you" Lola said, hugging her brother, feeling the strength of his biceps under the shirt.
Lana jumps up and pats Lincoln on the shoulder. "lincoln, how long have you been this strong?" She continued punching Lincoln in the arm.
He rubs his arm, not because of the pain per se, but because of the discomfort of feeling Lana's knuckles constantly clicking on his arm.
Lincoln had to admit that although Lana is nearly ten years old, she has great strength and a strong hand, and it is certain that it was due to the constant repairs she has made and the care and effort she has invested in her pets and Vanzilla, which It wasn't an easy task, after all. And in the end she practically had a zoo in her room.
Lincoln patted Lola and Lana on the head.
"You've grown so much, little sisters, you're taller than Lana, Lola."
Lana was surprised in a bad way. "Hey, how is she taller if i was born first?" Lana reproached her brother.
"Lincoln knows only by touch, that's the case for the blind, isn't it?" Lola replied proudly.
Lincoln put his hands on his little sisters heads again and smiled. "Yeah, I could tell. But did you know?" He gets closer to Lana "You are stronger" he said to Lana as he rubbed her arm.
Both were fine with the qualifications Lincoln had made about the change in their bodies. Suddenly, Lincoln felt some paws rubbing against his pants
"Is that you, Charles?" Lincoln asked, petting the little dog
"No, it's Charles junior, we call him CJ" Lana replies
"Has Charles fathered a child? Who is the mother?" Lincoln asked
"The yacht cocker spaniel" Lola replied, "after she gave birth, they got mad at us and gave us CJ before they moved."
"And they cut off his nuts" said Lana, embracing Charles and drawing him closer to Lincoln.
"Well, I see. I'm sorry, boy. But at least you had fun and got custody of your kid, that's something." said the white-haired man as he caressed his furry little companion. But suddenly Lincoln paused to caress Charles and looked over his shoulder. "What's the matter, Lucy? You want to tell me something?" asked the white-haired man, turning to where Lucy was, everyone was surprised because no one saw her when she approached.
"How did you know I was here?" Lucy asked.
Lincoln tapped his finger to his ear three times. "Without my sense of sight, I had to rely on my other senses. My hearing is much more sensitive now. Believe me, little sis, there's no way you could pass by without me noticing."
"No one in my family notices me in the shadows of my dwelling" Lucy sighs "but you, a being who lives in darkness and only sees that, can perceive me. Even without the gift of sight that our family share, you are the only one who sees me without the need for your eyes. How ridiculous."
Lincoln smiles, which catches the attention of Lucy and his entire family. Well, you can see some big fangs on his teeth. "If that's your way of saying what I did was really cool, then thank you."
"You're welcome, Lincoln. By the way, I love your hairdo."
Lincoln straightens his hair by combing it "Thanks I always liked your style, I decided to imitate it, and besides it was better that way, some of people found my eyes uncomfortable"
who catches Lucy's attention "What do your eyes have to do with it? Except for the fact that they don't work anymore."
"This" Lincoln lifted a lock of his hair to show his eyes.
In a dark place, a heart began to beat, and it was Lucy's heart that began to beat faster, faster than it could for Hugh, Rocky, Silas or even Edwin. Those cloudy blue eyes from his injury with skin that was almost as pale as hers, which added to his white hair and fangs made him look extremely dark, like a being that did not belong to this world. Ghost was the closest thing. No, the spirit of winter. He went with those white tones that her brother was now wearing.