"Dad?" i asked nervously, huddling closer to my brother. "How do you know Sasha?"
"Erik," Sasha said. "What does he mean when he says 'dad'?"
"Liam," Erik said to me sternly. "You and Sam go wait with your mother. I need to discuss some things with Sasha."
But, Sam wasn't having any of it. "MOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!" he shouted loud. Edna came rusing over. "Yes?!" she gasped out, checking both me and Sam over for any injuries. "What is it honey?"
"Sasha," Sam said with a fake, warm smile. "I'd like you to meet our mother, Erik's wife, Edna. If you're friends with our father, surely you must know her."
Sasha stared at us coldly. "Boys," she adressed Sam and me. "Prehaps you two go on and play, while Your father, mother, and I talk things out."
"Okay!" i said, dragging Sam away, despite his protests.