Chapter 261. Face Off

Proserpina

When I returned, there was a mini celebration of sorts.

The kids had persuaded Camille to help them to put up a small tent in the garden and were camping on the grounds.

I sighed as I saw them; my twins looked so happy. Claude was also with them, whooping and shouting as they ran around the makeshift tent, screaming. Claude pummeled his fists on poor Paddy; I had noticed that he had a tendency to hurt poor Paddy who took it cheerfully, with a goofy grin on his face. On more than one occasion, I had had to intervene and prevent my young son from hurting the child who was autistic and who never retaliated.

Of course, the twins stopped him when they saw it but being young kids themselves, they were not going to be vigilant the way I remained.

Rachel had gone off to town to meet some acquaintances. She had left a message saying she would be back the next afternoon. She had called me to check if I was alright, to make sure I did n