As the remnants of the shuddering knocks continue to echo within the manor, Isaac makes haste as he rushes down the hallway behind me. The patter of his footfall growing louder as he joins me at the open door while flashing a dubious glare towards our new arrivals, trying to make out their faces before his scepticalness dwindles away allowing a surprising toothy grin to take its place as he warmly greets his cousin. I watch as the relatives catch sight of one another while Jackson steps foot into the wide entrance; towering above us as he walks forward with open arms, clasping them around Isaac as they pat one another’s back in a strong, fierce hold.
“Ha! Look what the storm brought in,” Isaac mocks as we catch a glimpse of the dark, turbulent clouds gathering above in the recently clear
