“Get back to your seats, boys, and behave,” she said, scolding them like they were children, when they actually appeared to be in their early twenties.
Still, as Aunt Kathy was something like a matriarch, especially in Gloria’s absence, the twins listed to her and both Oscar and Olivier returned to their seats. They grumbled something to each other, but it was gruff and incoherent.
As Aunt Kathy looked back at Alice and me, her stormy expression immediately cleared into a brighter one. “Now, that’s out of the way. How are we?”
“Been better,” I admitted.
Aunt Kathy nodded critically. “You will need to be on your guard. I’m afraid the twins aren’t the only ones upset, and then there’s the rest of the pack.”
I nodded with understanding. I would have to think about how to move forward wi
