Rhett stuffed his gloves in his jeans pocket as he walked up the steps, he was ready for dinner. Perry and their father walking up the steps behind him. There was no doubt his mother had already started on dinner and he hoped it was something good.

He opened the door and nearly ran right into his niece Amy, he chuckled and scooped her up.

“Easy there little miss, you might slip.” He said as he lifted her up onto his shoulders, despite his soreness.