As Charlie drove across town towards Darkly Wynd he though about Holly.
Holly was six, and the only people who knew about her were himself, his, wife, the midwife who had come to her birth, and the people in charge of people in the area.
Charlie tried very hard to communicate with her, but she was scared of him and he couldn't understand why.
Charlie pulled up to the 3 identical houses, he was 27 and he hadn't spoken to his great aunts since he was 12, he hadn't needed to.
He knocked on Venetia's door and a man about 20 answeed the door... maybe Venetia had moved.
"Er... is Venetia home?"
"Who are you?" asked the man.
"Her great nephew, Charlie Bone..."
"Wow... you look different than I remember..." muttered the man.
"What d'you mean?"
"Don't recognize me? I'm your cousin, last time you saw me I was five or six, my name starts with an E and-"
"Eric," growled Charlie.
"Hello, Charlie."
"Aren't you a little old to be living with your mum?"
"My kids are visiting their grandmother, thank you very much," retorted Eric.
"Who was insane enough to marry you?" laughed Charlie.
"You'll be surprised," said Eric with a sickly smile, "come in, then."
Charlie followed Eric through the dorr and into the living room.
There was a woman about his age sitting on the couch beside Venetia, with two little girls in her lap, the two boys were sitting alone, a bit older.
The woman looked up, a bit surprised.
"Is that you Charlie?"
"O-Olivia?"
I was halfway through this chapter when that ending came into mind... a little edge, eh? My first nextgenfic!