I have so many unfinished stories out there. But here's another one anyway! :)

Jack POV

"Hey Jack! Ready for an awesome summer?" Jerry asked me on the last day of school.

"Sure." I replied.

"What's wrong?" Kim asked me. Nosy.

"Just thinking."

"About what?"

"You really are nosy!" I said with a smile.

"I try my hardest. But seriously, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm going to be teaching a couple of little boys karate."

"That'll be fun." Kim said.

"Yeah, but they are in a bad state of mind."

"What does that mean?" Ugh!

"There was an ad in the newspaper…"

"You read the newspaper?"

'No! Shhh. A mom needed a karate teacher for her three sons. I called and she said that their grandpa used to teach them. They used to be really close. But then and accident happened, and now he… um… died."

"Awwww! That's so sad."

"That's why I am willing to give up my summer to help them out."

"Good luck dude."

"Thanks Jerry."

"I'd never do that."

"Thanks… Jerry."

Rocky, Colt, and Tum Tum's Mom POV

Dinner didn't start out so well. Actually, the whole dinner was not pleasant. First, I forced Tum Tum into the dining room and sat him down at the table.

"Doesn't your father's steak look good?" I said, trying my hardest to cheer him up.

"No." He answered sadly. I sighed and sat down at the table. I have got to stop sighing. Well, Tum Tum needs to start eating! Rocky came into the dining room. He grabbed a rib-eye and sat down.

"How was school?" I asked. He didn't answer. Answer me Rocky, it's been a week! I sighed again, mentally kicking myself. My husband walked in a few moments later, carrying my last son. He set him down in his chair.

"How you doing?" I asked. He didn't move, didn't answer. I got up and got closer to him. I gave him a look that said, You are going to do something other than sleep your life away. He didn't even look. Time to break them down.

"Tum Tum, I heard there was a hotdog eating contest tomorrow. Wanna go?"

"No." He answered flatly, still starring at his empty plate. I sighed again. I kicked myself physically this time. My husband starred at me. I gave him a look that said, Your turn.

"So Rocky. The Met's game is on tonight. Wanna watch with me?" He still didn't answer. I sighed, about ready to throw them out the door till they cheered up.

"Colt. Soccer season starts soon. Wanna sign up?" He still didn't move. I sighed again. Maybe I should just throw myself out the door. Let's hope the new teacher can cheer them up.