Post by pierce on Oct 8, 2016 2:31:58 GMT
It was exciting to be back in France again, Remy couldn't help but shake excitedly in the passenger's seat of their rental car. It had been a decade! She could hardly believe it - the twins had been but six years old when they first visited their grandma and grandpa's home - her childhood home! "Oh boys, you're going to love it, just like you did when you were little!" she smiled over her shoulder fawning over her teen children despite the fact that one of them wasn't paying attention to her.
To Marques, this trip felt like a chore, like something he owed to his parents and his grandparents - just a 'thanks a lot' for his existence. Not that he asked for it. Everyone would've been better off if it were just Mateo, they would've saved a lot on airfare, for one. He sighed, staring out the window and listening to his music. Maybe if he tuned everyone out he'd make the week in France go by faster. The French countryside wasn't hard to look at, so there was that.
"We're here!" Remy called, beaming over to Ethan and then back to the boys. "Your grandparents will be so happy to see how handsome you've both gotten!" Marques rolled his eyes before looking forward at the large homestead. It was like a mansion to him when he was six, but even now it seemed way to big to be the home of two old people. He didn't leap out of the vehicle when his father parked like his mom did, no. He took his sweet time, shrugging a strap of his backpack on his shoulder and changing his mp3 player to the next song on shuffle.
"Oh my babies!" cried Margolis as everyone got out of the car - holding open her arms for her daughter and son in law while Jean-Luc grinned proudly at the sight of his grandchildren all grown.
To Marques, this trip felt like a chore, like something he owed to his parents and his grandparents - just a 'thanks a lot' for his existence. Not that he asked for it. Everyone would've been better off if it were just Mateo, they would've saved a lot on airfare, for one. He sighed, staring out the window and listening to his music. Maybe if he tuned everyone out he'd make the week in France go by faster. The French countryside wasn't hard to look at, so there was that.
"We're here!" Remy called, beaming over to Ethan and then back to the boys. "Your grandparents will be so happy to see how handsome you've both gotten!" Marques rolled his eyes before looking forward at the large homestead. It was like a mansion to him when he was six, but even now it seemed way to big to be the home of two old people. He didn't leap out of the vehicle when his father parked like his mom did, no. He took his sweet time, shrugging a strap of his backpack on his shoulder and changing his mp3 player to the next song on shuffle.
"Oh my babies!" cried Margolis as everyone got out of the car - holding open her arms for her daughter and son in law while Jean-Luc grinned proudly at the sight of his grandchildren all grown.
