Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

But... this place is supposed to be completely off the grid. How did this rough bunch of men even find it?

Grandma and Grandpa were always so gentle and kind-they'd never hang out with people like this!

Elysia and the kids were marched into the old wooden cabin.

The moment the gate creaked open, all four of them-mother and sons-were swept up by a rush of emotions: joy, nerves, even a bit of dread.

They'd lived here for five whole years.

Elliot, Evan, and Emmett-this was where they'd grown up.

It was in this very place that the three brothers learned to talk, to walk, to do all sorts of things...

This cabin held just about every flavor of memory for them-sweet, bitter, and everything in between.

Mostly sweet, with the occasional sting.

So as soon as they stepped inside, memories came flooding back. They couldn't help but feel excited and happy.

But... where were Grandma and Grandpa?

Normally, the second they came home, the grandparents would be the first at the door, arms open, faces beaming with delight.

Why weren't they coming out? Why wasn't anyone welcoming them home?

And why were there suddenly so many armed strangers in the yard?

were they doing in Grandma and Grandpa's house? What was

with relief, half gripped by worry for

Grandma and Grandpa, but none of them dared call out,

never been here before,

this must have been their

too. Why had these men brought them here? Did they know

happened to

seven of them were

stood a small two-story cabin-Bernard's

martial arts, and he was good at it. He'd

creak, a window

thought it was Bernard. She looked up, hope

But-

familiar face, there was a

What are you doing back

broke off, noticing Tarquin and

"Who are they?"

leading their group quickly piped

ran into them on the trail. They were lost-family out here for summer break, got turned around in the woods. We brought them back, you know, just being neighborly. And look, there's

in

at the second-floor man, eager

his name-looked down at Elysia, licking his lips,

woman up here. I'll talk to her myself. Lock the

narrowed-he knew exactly what Brock had in

make a move when suddenly, another man burst in, stumbling