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varying ways on each of them.
    In Wyatt’s case, all he’d ever dreamed about was putting down roots and staying somewhere long enough to be on a sports team, and maybe get a pet while he was at it.
    The bright side to his early years had been his grandparents. Born and raised in Sunshine, they’d never left. He and his sisters had often been sent here for summers. Though both grandparents were gone now, they’d left their legacy—the deed to the money pit.
    The deed was worth squat.
    The house was worth squat.
    But the memories of the time spent here was deeply rooted, and as the commercial went—priceless. After all the years of forced upheaval, Wyatt was here in Sunshine to stay.
    He pulled into the driveway just as the sun was setting behind the Bitterroot mountains. There was nothing like fall in the mountains. A brilliant cornucopia of colors in every hue flashed beneath the last of the sun’s rays. He parked his truck and noted that there were no fire trucks. A bonus—the house was still standing— Well, somewhat. All good signs, he figured.
    Zoe opened the door as he hit the top step. “’Bout time,” she said.
    â€œFire?” he asked.
    â€œThere was no fire. I just was getting tired of waiting on you.”
    He glared at her, but she was unaffected. It was hard to intimidate someone who’d seen him wear a Superman cape to bed until he was eight.
    â€œDammit,” she said. “You look exhausted.”
    â€œI’m fine.” If
fine
was half a minute from falling asleep on his feet.
    She narrowed her eyes and studied him, her fingers clutching a pad of paper that he knew held the dreaded “to-do” list.
    The list had to be tackled, was being tackled, one item at a time. Nightly. By the person least done in by their life that day. He and Zoe had a little who-was-busier competition going. She was a pilot at the small, local airport, and worked long hours. Wyatt worked long hours. So usually, it was a toss-up.
    â€œHow was your day?” she asked casually. Too casually.
    But this wasn’t his first rodeo. He knew how to stay on the bull. “Delivered two baby sheep, expressed anal glands, cast a leg, cut the nuts off a sheperd,” he said. “You?”
    â€œCrop dusted, and dropped the mayor at Yellowstone for an interview.”
    They stared at each other, waiting to see who would crack first.
    â€œJesus,” came a disgusted voice from the couch. “Whose penis is bigger?”
    Zoe hugged the list to her chest. “Mine is.”
    Wyatt snatched the list from her for pride’s sake, for his entire male race.
    Darcy, prone on the couch, cackled.
    Wyatt pushed his way in and stood in the center of the living room, hands on hips as he studied his baby sister, still recovering from her accident nine months earlier, and the five surgeries she’d required in the time since. “Thought we agreed, you’re using your powers for
good
these days,” he said.
    â€œBut evil is so much more fun.”

Four

    E mily was hanging upside down from the pull-up bar across the foyer doorjamb when her sister walked in the front door, stifling a little scream.
    â€œJesus,” Sara said, hand to her chest. “You look like a vampire.”
    â€œVampires don’t sleep in the open daylight,” Emily said. “How do you use this thing every night? I’ve only managed one stomach crunch.”
    â€œThat’s because your idea of exercise is reading in bed until your arms hurt from holding up your Kindle,” Sara said.
    Unfortunately true. She righted herself and jumped down. “But I want a stomach as flat as yours.”
    â€œThen you need to do more than hang upside down,” Sara said. “Burn some calories.”
    â€œCalories,” Emily said on a sigh. “The evil tiny creatures that live in my closet and sew my clothes a little tighter every night.”
    Sara laughed and