Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1313

"Fine, we'll do it your way!"

Evan let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding.

"It's already afternoon, so today, Uncle will be teaching me. Bernard, you'll just

have to watch," Evan said.

"Hmph!" Bernard snorted, one of them looking smug while the other looked

seriously annoyed.

The big guy with the scarred face stepped forward, his expression deadly serious.

He was just about to launch into a lecture when Bernard suddenly cut in.

"If you suck at offense, don't mess him up. I'll teach him how to attack, you stick to

defense!"

Everyone knew, after all: the best fighters could play both sides of the game—

offense and defense.

The scar-faced guy glared daggers at Bernard, practically grinding his teeth.

"This is my time. Nobody asked you. If you keep quiet, nobody's going to think

you're dead," he snapped.

Bernard just rolled his eyes and shut up.

The scar-faced guy really didn't want to admit it, but Bernard wasn't wrong. When

it came to attacking, Bernard had skills he just couldn't match.

He'd tried teaching Evan some offense before, but after sparring with Bernard,

he'd figured it was better to focus on defense. That was where he really had

something to offer.

your opponent is weak, sure, you can

good as you—or even

alive and might just give you the

I'll show you how to cover yourself

...

kids were busy—some drawing with sidewalk

backyard—Tarquin was off to the side,

by the picket fence, a cigarette smoldering between

smoking habit had gotten a lot better, but he hadn't

weighed on his mind, he

was finding the real source

Over and over, he replayed memories of his

the day

to pick apart those memories, searching for clues, for anything he

the first hundred

sweet, some were bitter. But because

sour, and the bitter ones just hurt

all that pain just turned

to go back through those

forcing himself to

Smoked, and remembered, again and

...

scar-faced

a message

was surprised to

was served outside

porch—fried chicken, mashed

on

lemonade—everyone gathered

and sharing

the sun dipped below the

a sudden flash

outside

open, and

everyone saw a