Elizabeth and James were heard talking inside their home.
"What do you think they're talking about?" Patch asked.
"Why don't we go see?" Cherry suggested.
Mo nodded, then came in from the back door. "Mom? Dad?"
"Oh, we're in the living room, dear!" Elizabeth called to her adoptive daughter.
Mo walked in, poking her head in to see her adoptive parents talking with a couple. The woman had beautiful light brunette hair with brown eyes and wore a pink dress and the man wore a black vest with a white long-sleeved undershirt, dark tan pants with brown shoes and slicked down dark brown hair.
"And this is Monique," Elizabeth explained as the girl came in. "We actually adopted her on the Fourth of July."
"What a coincidence, we have an adopted daughter too," the woman smiled. "Our other daughter was born after we adopted her."
"We also let her name her new little sister, she's four now." the man smiled.
"So's our little Junior!" James beamed.
"Mom... Dad... Who are these people?" Mo asked.
"Mo, these are Harold and Kate Bluth," Elizabeth explained with a smile. "Your father and I went to school with them."
"These two must be Amber's parents." Atticus said.
"Amber?" Harold and Kate asked.
"No, Atticus," James chuckled. "Harold and Kate have two daughters named Anne-Marie and Charlotte."
"Anne-Marie?" Cherry remembered that girl she helped back in New Orleans. She never heard of Charlotte though.
"Oh, yes, they're upstairs playing with Junior and the puppies now with their own dog, Itchy." Kate explained with a smile.
"You have a dog?" Mo sounded pleased.
"Yeah, he came with Anne-Marie, we couldn't meet the other dog though..." Harold shrugged, but smiled at that.
"This is confusing." Atticus said to Patch.
"You're telling me." Patch replied.