Hotchner family
Jack hotchner was in the backgarden playing with his little brother Donovan who tried to escape Jack's tickling hands stop it Jackson stop it the 6 year old shrieked in laughter tears of joy welled up in Donovan's right eye but due to a defective tearduct his left eye started bleeding as soon as Jack noticed he stopped tickeling the young boy. Dontknow your bleeding again he said while helping his brother stand up Jackson its no big deal it happens every night Donovan said protesting its five in the afternoon Dontknow, now lets get you inside to get you cleaned up, come on. Jack knelled infront of his brother with his hankerchief he started wiping the left side of his face. Ew Jack, with your snot-cloth. Really? Thats gross he said while trying to avoid the feared object. Stand stil Donovan. Jack ordered firmly grabbing Donovan by the shoulder i carry this one for you just in case. Jack, that hurts. Donovan winched in pain as Jack had just given him a bruise. Oh god i am so sorry Jack said while releasing him. God? Donovan asked confused. My name is Donovan but you guys call me Dontknow. I stil wonder why that is you know. Jack smiled we call you that because of the first time you tried to prenounce your name you said it as Doonoo, but dad heard it as Dontknow we call you that eversince Jack explained while making big hand gestures Donovan just shrugged and asked: Jack, is my face clean? Almost Dontknow. Jack said with a rare smile