Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1315

"Anything else?"

"No matter where I go, my heart will always be with Zhinora!"

The little guy's voice rang out, strong and proud. Walter nodded, serious as ever. "Good kid! You're gonna do great things someday, you know that?"

But right then, the one crying the hardest was Emmett.

Emmett was always the emotional one, tears streaming down his cheeks as he clung to Quincy's neck, holding on like he'd never let go.

Quincy's eyes were shining with unshed tears, voice trembling as he spoke,

"Emmett, remember what I told you. Stay true to your art, keep your feet on the ground. Art is the soul of our country-loving your homeland is an artist's duty." "Love your country above all else!"

Emmett nodded so hard he was practically shaking,

"I—I remember! Love... love your country above all else!"

Quincy could barely get the words out, his voice thick, "Good... good..."

After saying their goodbyes to Elysia and the kids, a group of old folks pulled Tarquin aside for a private chat.

No one knew what they talked about, but Tarquin's brow stayed furrowed the whole time.

elders stood on the hill, watching as Tarquin, Elysia, and the kids made their way down the slope, not turning back- afraid that if they did, they'd never be

lost in

why all these elders had faked their deaths and holed up together in the middle of nowhere. But he

an invisible iron cage, keeping these brilliant minds trapped, never

things the elders said, it was obvious-they wanted to leave, but for some

so worried about? With a lineup like this, who could possibly

Reinet

and Howard would never come back? Was it that once you left, you couldn't return? Or had something happened to

"Ahhh-"

Emmett's startled scream snapped Tarquin

looked over to see Emmett, eyes wide with terror, staring across

Tarquin

his gaze,

he

knitting tight. Instantly,

covered

up in his

you-eyes shut,

confused and worried, started to glance across the lake, but Tarquin

walking! Don't look

the other