“Uncle Ollie,” Sera pulled on his arm, “will we be having our sleepover with the fort?”
“Perhaps another time,” Fiona protested.
“Why?” Olivier cut her off. “I promised the trio of terror they would have time with their cousins tonight.” He had adopted Grady’s moniker of the kids far too easily.
“You are going to have six kids for a sleepover?” Fiona laughed in his face. “You’re as crazy as the old woman.”
“We will stay and help,” Meri said with a smile. “If its okay with Bobbie.”
“Its great with me. The more the merrier,” she smiled benignly and looked at Everly in disbelief.
Everly was smiling broadly at her, clearly impressed she hadn’t bowed down to the almighty Villeneuve patriarch.
“Dad, can we go swimming?” Ollie blinked rapidly at her father, “Sera said they brought their s
