#Chapter 15 - Water Playing

“Bed?!” I call out to the boys, surprised by their request. “It’s only…7 o’clock. You haven’t even had dinner!” “Bed, bed!” the two boys shout, leaping to their feet and running around the pool. “Let’s go to bed!” “Okay,” I say, shrugging. “Sorry Victor,” I say, turning to him. “Looks like the boys want to go home.” “NO!” Ian shouts. “We can go to bed here! Dad has a BIG bed – we saw it upstairs! You said we could have a sleepover!” “Yes, they should sleep here,” says Victor, eager to keep control. “Bed! Bed! Bed!” The boys begin to chant, climbing on the ping pong table and hopping around. “Boys, get down from there,” I say, anxious. I walk over and reach out my arms to lift them down. “No!,” Ian shouts, an impish expression on his face. “You have to catch me first! And then we’ll go to BED!” Shrieking with laughter, he and Alvin leap from the table and fly by me, running around the pool. “NO running!” Victor shouts, authoritative, expe