D POV
The Brown siblings ran after their father, and Si took me by the hand and ran after them, dragging me along. We saw Mr. Brown stop yelling no. He must have thought we had picked Chrissie. The thought scares me.
"Papa!" Chrissie yelled.
Mr. Brown held her tight and life her off the ground. We arrived, and Mr. Brown was confused as he counted us.
"Then who's-"
"It is Evangeline, Mr. Brown."
"Evangeline? Oh."
"Papa, I, uh, we," Simon grasped my hand tighter,"have something to tell you."
"What is it, Si, my boy?"
"Dana and I are in love."
"This day just gets more surprising by the minute.