The Partiarch of the Duurm Family couldn't really say a word against Owen and had only followed them because his son and grandson insisted. He didnt want to make it seem as though he was supporting Owen for what he had done. Whatever it was Owen meant by what he told the Patriach of the Blackash family last night, he wanted the man to explain it to him. It seem to have pissed the old man off yesterda and it made him uncomfortable. Not just him but his entire family as they had quickly excused themselves to make several phone calls.
Aunty Fern too ignored Gary and his father who were grumbling by the side and asking the Partiarch to say something to the issue on ground. "She is this tall…" she raised her hands up a bit more. "..skinny. small face and very beautiful. She has milk skin."
Owen tilts his head to the side. "Oh…Ophelia. Please. Go bring her in."
Aunty Fern quickly walked away from the scene.
