A little time skip of three years and we finally meet Marcy's dad but is everyone happy?? The next chapter of Knights of Hope is available on my WP Blog if you want to read it now. It will be added to the queue and posted later.

Verity Myles was made by @wannabecatwriter

Braylin McGavin was made by @dstarsims

The Bennett/Trevino family has already arrived on the island and are ready for some quality bonding time. 

After three years of years of silence Lonnie comes home to find her father fighter for his life in the hospital, her mom barely holding it together and she hasn't even spoken to her brother yet. Will she be able to put aside her hard feelings to be of benefit to her family? The next chapter of Knights of Hope is available on my WP Blog if you want to read it now. It will be added to the queue.

Verity Myles was made by @wannabecatwriter

Nodding Marcy took his hand “he had bad dream. Like me.”

“Lonnie?” Trebor asked frowning up at her as his eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room. “This little girl? She’s your daughter?”

“What if she is?” her tone was brittle as ice.

“”I’m so sorry you had to go through all of this alone,” he murmured, struggling to sit up. “I’m sorry I made it impossible for you to come home. To ask for help.. ”

“I thought we were going to order in,” Lonnie said.

“It thought we were grilling,” Trebor said “I have the streak already marinating. All we need is for Bray to start the grill.”

“Isn’t that what you were doing outside,” Barrett asked, frowning in concern when Trebor’s face turned a brilliant shade of red.

“Fresh air my ass,” Lonnie giggled “you just couldn’t wait to be alone.”

“Err,” Trebor opened the fridge hoping to hide his face and the cool air was welcome on his flushed skin. “I’ll get the salad ready,” he announced, trying to ignore all the knowing looks and giggles behind his back.

“It’s good advice,” Garrett said, coming into the room leaning heavily on his cane. “I’d take it too if I were you.”

“Dad, should you be up?” Trebor asked, rushing to his side.

Waving his son’s hands away, “I’m fine,” he sounded somewhat irritated “I’m tired of sitting. It feels good to be up on my feet again.” Garrett knew they all worried about him. It had been a rough three years and two surgeries since he was shot. But somehow he had managed to get out of his wheelchair and learned to walk again even if it were for short amounts of time. “Your mother wants to know if she should start dinner.”

Trebor lifted troubled blue eyes that reminded Braylin of a cloudy sky on a windy day. His lips twitched before he managed a lopsided smile. “Yeah. Alright.” He gave Barrett a firm look “but I reserve the right to kick his butt if he doesn’t treat you well.”

“You’ll have to stand in line,” she giggled wrapping an arm around Barrett “I get firsties.”

Shaking his head Barrett had an uncertain look in his eyes “I don’t know if I should be scared or glad that I belong to a family like this.”

“Which is what exactly?” Trebor asked, interjecting the question as if he knew it would pull them apart.

Lonnie rolled her eyes “here it comes. The whole big brother act.”

“It’s not an act,” he snapped, “ I need to know he’s going to take care of you and Marcy.”

“You don’t have to worry about me,” she huffed, lifting her chin upwards as if daring him to challenge her. “I can take care of myself.”

Looking between the two siblings Bray knew neither one was going to back down. “That’s not what he’s saying,” adding before Trebor could contradict him “we know you’re capable of taking care of yourself besides I’m Barrett has heard this all from your parents.”

“You can say that again,” Barrett enthused, “your mom is a little scary. I wouldn’t want to be on her bad side.”

“See,” Lonnie raised an eyebrow at her brother, her eyes holding a silent challenge.

“Fine,” Trebor rolled his eyes. “I guess I’m very good at the whole big brother intimidation routine anyway.” He started to turn away, his shoulders slumping in defeat.