"Mom!" Kathleen and Nathaniel shouted as they burst into the sitting room, their excited voices echoing off the walls.
Their eyes lit up when they spotted Athena seated on the couch, watching TV with Gianna and the Thorne couple, Florence and Old Mr. Thorne. The twins ran toward her in the same breath, leaving Ewan standing by the door with several takeout packages in hand.
"What do you have there, Ewan?" Gianna finally asked, her gaze shifting from the joyous chaos of the twins to the man lingering at the entrance.
Ewan shrugged his shoulders in response, a glimmer of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Takeout. The twins mentioned y'all might be hungry."
Florence huffed, a frown forming on her lips. "What? You think there is no food in this house?" She turned to her husband, indignation radiating from her. "Can you imagine the audacity of this youth?"
