Callan enveloped Brion in a bear hug. ‘Bro, welcome back!’
Matthias emerged from the living room, wielding a feather duster, his voice booming. ‘Stop fooling around! Brion’s going to be home any second. I want you to clean up—’
Seeing Brion, he approached with excitement. ‘Brion!’
Brion hugged his father, a rare smile on his face.
The butler, Billinger, brimming with excitement, instructed the household employees to start preparing a banquet and tidy up the rooms.
Avery came home two hours later.
It was the first time in four years that everyone was here.
The family sat down for a long overdue reunion dinner.
Brion spent the next day getting over jet lag.
Unlike his boisterous brother Callan, he wasn’t used to the idea of lying around the house and doing nothin
