Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Richard looked at Keaton, clearly skeptical. "Who gave you the whiskey then?"

"I got it myself," Keaton replied, trying to sound casual.

"Oh, come on! You can barely stand! Be straight with me-which one of the guys outside helped you?"

Richard was eyeing the security guards by the door.

Keaton, not wanting to get them in trouble, dug in his heels. "I told you, I got it myself!"

"Oh, really? Then get up and grab another bottle. Go on, let's see it!"

"I... well, Grandpa's cabinet is empty, isn't it?" Keaton stalled.

"There's still plenty in your great-grandad's stash! Get up! Go fetch it!"

Keaton shook his head stubbornly, "I'm not getting up!"

He couldn't get up, of course. If he did, Winona would be exposed.

Richard's face turned an angry shade of red. "You're not getting up? Fine! You think I can't deal with you? If you don't, I'll bring every one of those guards in here and sort it out the old-fashioned way! I want to see which of them thinks my rules don't matter!"

Keaton clenched his jaw-he was caught.

cared for them. Keaton knew if he took the blame, the guards wouldn't get punished.

"old-fashioned way" wasn't just a phrase. When they said "family discipline," it meant getting smacked with a wooden paddle until someone fessed up or couldn't sit down for

Keaton gritted his teeth

Gale already? He's been bewitched by some gold-digging vixen lately, and don't step in, your

daughter-in-law's going to

vetone

bolt!

Forget about that Christmas

be long

or eight years if

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and he's falling for it If you hurry, you'll find them together right now. Trust me, the

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on Booker. Wait too long, and he's going to turn up with someone

right—a grandkid with

Mrs. Murphy froze, eyes wide, then rushed out just as fast as the

family hall fell silent