”There he is!” said Mary while pointing angrily.

”How dare he! Mary get down quick! He might see us!”

” Where is your phone? Hurry and take some pictures!”

”Right.” He whispered, taking a few pictures from various angles.

”Umm, Mary?”

”What?” She whispered, not taking her eyes off of the two.

”What if mum doesn't believe us? I mean, the pictures are just taken from behind. What if she says that this is not him?”

”Don't be silly... It's obvious it's him, mum isn't dumb.”

”Well, mum trusts him so much! Don't you remember how mad she got at us when we told her that we saw him with this lady the other day? And that we'd heard him talking on the phone about when to meet with her?”

”yea well we didn't have any proof then! She said that we might have seen someone that looked like him. And he probably was just speaking to one of his clients; It's different now: we have proof.” She smirked.

The wind felt damp, probably because of the water particles it carried from the lake. This was a beautiful place, making its visitors feel peaceful and light-headed. At least until they leave. However, Mary was not to let her father or the lady next to him enjoy their moment together. She would make them deeply regret coming, and that was only fair...

”Mary, I think that it's best if we asked for his explanation!”

”What why? We don't need an explanation! Isn't it so obvious what he's doing?”

They stayed silent, waiting for something to happen, but nothing did. The two were speaking but it was impossible to identify their words.

”Adam, I got tired! They're not doing anything other than talking! Can't we go forward? I really wanna hear what they're talking about.”

”what if they see us?”

” it's fine! But let's try not to make any noise.” With that, they moved forward, trying their best to keep quiet.

”...do you think I should tell them? Are you ready?” said the father, making the twins gasp.

”I don't mind, they should know soon.”

”Well we do!” said Marie, earning their jumps as her answer. She walked to them, dragging Adam along.

”y-you do?” Asked the father hesitantly.

”Yes we do! And soon mom will too!”

”Well yes, I was going to tell her soon.”

They all went silent, making it awkward.

”Umm, ” he finally said. ”She’s called Emily by the way...”

”Hi, Emily, ”

The father shot her a nasty look.

”Fix your attitude, and don't call her Emily!” He said, in a voice, he'd forced to keep calm.

”What else do you want me to call her, dad?

Mistress? Step mum perhaps?”

He looked confused then looked at Emily then back at her and snorted.

”What?”

Then they both started laughing.

Clutching their stomachs and rubbing their tears.

”step mum??” He said between his laughter and started banging his left fist on his left thigh.

”That's my sister dumbheads!!”