Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 4

She couldn’t help but beam with pride when she thought of her three boys–they were her everything.

Elliot was the epitome of a little gentleman. He might not have been a chatterbox, but when he did speak, it was with the wisdom and emotional intelligence of someone beyond his years. He carried himself with the air of a natural–born leader, wise and composed.-

On the flip side, Evan was the family firecracker–lively, energetic, and always up for mischief. His passions and dreams were simple: to get involved in a fight. And his wildest dream was that he’d be the undefeated champion of the world.

Emmett was the tenderheart of the trio. Though a bit shy and not quite as quick as his older brothers, he had a knack for warming hearts. At such a young age, he was already a whiz in the kitchen, whipping up the most scrumptious dishes that would put any diner to shame.

And talk about a flair for style–the cologne Elysia used was his own special concoction. Just hand him a few fruits or a bouquet of flowers, and he’d create a one–of–a–kind fragrance that was all natural, with no artificial scents, just the pure notes of blooms and fruits.

And let’s not forget his creative genius. Emmett could sketch out designs for clothes and jewelry as easily as most kids would draw stick figures. Elysia often thought how lucky the person who ended up with her Emmett would be.

She looked at Emmett with a smile full of tenderness.

“Alright, sweetie, I’ll take you there. Elliot, Evan, do you guys need to use the restroom before we go?”

Elliot and Evan shook their heads in unison, their voices overlapping, “Nope, we’re good!”

and your brother. Don’t wander

“Okay.”

remind him, “Emmett, you go to the boys‘ room, and I’ll be in the ladies‘. If you finish first, just

scurried into

go with a smile, then

exactly where he was told and waiting patiently for

bodyguards approached, and they were

bodyguards approached, and

woman. She was hidden behind oversized sunglasses, her lips a bright slash of red, and she was clearly in a foul

there’s no airport? Does that suit someone of my caliber? Look at the kind of people you find on trains–no class, no money, absolutely revolting!” Nola Slater’s

frantically to soothe her, while the bodyguards roughly cleared a path,

and fell to the ground with a thud. He was hurt and on the verge of tears but too scared to make a

out of the way!” Nola barked.

with fear, Emmett sat on the floor and covered his mouth; his eyes, brimming with tears, were looking up at Nola Slater,

saw Emmett, a bitter reminder of her own troubles. With a venomous tone, she snapped, “If you know you’re blocking the

with the tip of her high heel and