[I did some research on Port Royal and now I have to wonder, are they going to use its history in the movies? If you don't know what I'm talking about, look Port Royal up somewhere. Thanks for the reviews! I'm really enjoying writing a sequel. It's like I'm rediscovering the characters. *sigh*]

Later that evening, the children had questions for me.

"Peter, stop staring at the wall and eat your dinner."

"Mom, you haven't told us about that man that we met today. He said that he is our father." I dug my fork into my beans.

"That's because he is." I stuck the beans in my mouth so I wouldn't have to say anymore.

"But how come he doesn't live with us?" Kimmi asked, with food in her mouth.

"It's complicated. Don't talk with your mouth full."

"But you still love him?" Sarah asked, neatly wiping her mouth with her napkin and swallowing before she spoke.

I sighed. "Yes, I still do. But your father is stubborn and he is not willing to admit that he was wrong and that I was right."

"How long ago did it happen?" Peter asked.

"A few months before Kimmi was born." I looked back at them and found that they were all three staring at me. "Why all the questions?"

"We're just curious. We have a right to know, don't we?"

I blinked. "Well, of course you do." My throat caught so I grabbed my plate. "I'm tired. I'm going to lie down." I rushed out of the room and put my plate in the sink.

Kids POV

Peter scooted his chair closer to Sarah and Kimmi, who were sitting on the same bench. "I have a plan."

Kimmi pushed some potatoes into her mouth and spoke. "What kind of plan?"

Sarah pushed Kimmi's hand down so she wouldn't put more food in. "How about one to get you to stop talking with your-"

"Stop it!" Peter shouted.

"Sorry," they both echoed.

"Now, my plan is to get Mum and Dad back together."

"How are we going to do that? Tie them to a chair until they make up?" The three children smiled to themselves.

"Yes, that's exactly what we'll do."

Amanda POV

The next morning, the children approached me while I was making breakfast.

"Hi Mummy!" I turned to Kimmi as she pecked me on the cheek.

"Hello, children. Do you need anything?" I saw Peter and Sarah exchange glances before they turned to me.

"We were wondering if we could spend the day with Dad, if it's alright with you?" I set down some dishes that I was washing and stared out the window.

"It's alright with me, but you'll have to ask your father."

"Have to ask me what?" I turned quickly to see Jack in the doorway. The children ran towards him and gave him hugs. He picked up Kimmi and gave her a kiss. "Hello, luv!"

"Hi Daddy!" She hugged his neck and snuggled his cheek. Jack's smile covered his whole face as the other two hugged his waist and called him Daddy too.

"Hello Amanda." He looked at me with a sincere face and I felt my knees weakening. I turned around and sunk my hands in the dishwater.

"Be back by lunchtime." I heard them leave and mingled my tears with the water on my hands.