Unreal

Chapter 30: Unreal

(Two Years Later)

Trinity ran up to her father who hugged her. Both she and her brother Vick attended private school. Different ones because of their intelligence level but both were advanced and attended schools with high ratings and full scholarships.

"I missed you so much," Timmy said and kissed her on the cheek.

Trinity responded by kissing her father on the nose.

"Why couldn't you have attended a private school like Vick?" Vicky whined as she came to the door, "then you'd be home everyday instead of only on the weekends."

"Hi Mom," Trinity said and Vicky kissed her on the cheek, "where's Vick?" she asked.

"Behind you!" Marty cried excitedly.

Trinity quickly turned around to see a beaming Marty and a formal smiling Vick.

"Well hello my brothers," Trinity said daintily and curtsied.

"That doesn't suit you," Vick said frankly while Marty laughed.

Trinity stuck her tongue at him.

"Hey," Connie said as she stepped outside, "so how's the priveys?" she asked in reference to Vick and Trinity.

"Great, how's home schooling?" Trinity responded.

"It's been six months but I'm loving it," Connie said happily, "but I miss Jordan and Mark though," she added sadly.

There was a moment of silence. Jordan and Mark's father came for them a year ago. He was finally off drugs and had a hardware shop that was going on decently. The McBadbat's hadn't formally adopted them since their mother died so they didn't have a legal standing. But they ensured that Child Services checked everything out to ensure Mr. Gordon Dauten James was clean. He was. Mr. James promised to allow his kids to call and write since his business and life was now all stationed in Canada. Letters came almost monthly and the boys had slowly gotten used to being with their father again. Jordan was interested in being in the navy and attended a school that appreciated that goal. Mark went to public school and expressed his desire to become a doctor and an activist like Martin Luther King. Both the McBadbat's and the Turner's missed them, but were glad that they were being well cared for.

"Yeah," Marty agreed, "Kennedy can finally burp the alphabet twice in a row," he said suddenly.

"Just tell him not to do it again right after eating garlic bread," Connie said in response.

"Hey," Veronica said happily and hugged Trinity, "it's too bad that Chester's at work."

"But he's now a fooman," Vernie said happily.

"Foreman," Vick corrected her with a laugh.

Vernie giggled and punched him in the arm. Vick rubbed it after she turned away.

"How was your visit with Moses?" Trinity asked Timmy.

Timmy sighed.

"He's disappointed that I'm not coming back," Timmy said, "but we've built two stories on this house and like Chad said my home was here first."

"That's true," Vick agreed, "but Dad, are you sure you're okay being at home?" he asked.

"Yes I am Vick," Timmy responded, "your mother works as an editor now where she used to model," he stated, "and we've made more than enough money to allow one of us to stay home."

Vick nodded. As long as his Dad was okay with it, so was he.

"Veronica and I are the home making duo," Timmy said jokingly and Veronica laughed, "helping around one dust pan and pot at a time," he added.

"Timmy you're hilarious," Veronica said.

"Everything you want in a man," Vicky said happily and placed an arm around him.

"And you're everything I want in a woman," Timmy said happily and kissed her on the cheek.

"The romantic duo?" Joel asked as he stepped in.

"You bet kid," Vicky declared.

Joel smiled. He missed his Dad but somehow having the Turner's here. Having everyone here. Helped make it all better.

The End