That afternoon, the Dumas Moon Pack had unexpected guests over for lunch. The huge dining table was set with a variety of delicious dishes for the elders that had come from the palace that Jermaine respected most. They were like parents to him. Their hair was as white as silver, their hands shook from time to time, and one of the elders' backs was slightly bent, yet their eyes were full of joy at seeing Jermaine and his grandsons alive.
“These two brats have grown into men, Jermaine,” the elder sitting in the middle seat stated. Jermaine laughed with a nod. “Do they still break windows with slingshots?” He asked.
“We don't do that anymore, Uncle Cody,” Stone and Arnold laughed in embarrassment. Everyone at the dining table laughed, including Harison’s family. Whenever the elder Cody ca
