D POV
The Brown siblings ran after their father, and Eric took me by the hand and ran after them, dragging me along. As I said before, Eric was a fast runner and caught up with his siblings with little difficulty, the difficulty being my speed. 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," Eric grasped my hand tighter,"have something to tell you."
"What is it, Eric, my boy?"
"Dana and I are in love."
"This day just gets more surprising by the minute.