Tifanny nodded, "Got it!"
"Sister!"
The shrill screams of Timmy and Timothy made Tifanny pull open the curtain of her bed, waving her little hand at her two brothers with a grin.
"Brother, was I really good in the drill just now?"
Richelle thought to herself, it turned out that the little girl really thought it was a drill!
Timmy and Timothy looked at each other, and then, both raised their thumbs at the little girl.
"Yeah, sister is the best!"
Richelle stepped aside a bit, allowing the three siblings to climb onto the bed and play.
She herself, moved away a little, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm down.
About ten minutes later, a man in a baseball uniform, wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, pushed open the door of the RV.
At first, Richelle was startled, and then, she realized it was Roy Lewis.
Roy locked the door and gave an order to the driver in front.
"To the hospital!"
Richelle hugged him and then pointed to the curtained bed behind her.