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!”

for Mommy and your brother. Don’t wander off; I’m going to

“Okay.”

down to remind him, “Emmett, you go to the boys‘ room,

obediently and scurried into

a smile, then turned to enter the women’s

out, standing exactly where he was told

burly bodyguards approached, and they

bodyguards approached,

bright slash of red, and she was

a train back because there’s no airport? Does that suit someone of my caliber? Look at the kind of people you find

agent was nodding frantically to soothe her, while the bodyguards roughly cleared a path, “Move

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

Get out of the way!” Nola

with fear, Emmett sat on the floor and covered his mouth; his eyes, brimming with tears, were

gaze hardened when she saw Emmett, a bitter reminder of her own troubles. With a venomous tone, she snapped, “If you know you’re blocking the way, move it! How do your parents teach you? You are so

with the tip of her high heel and strutted