Elma's POV:
We walked around the island while taking pictures. It was so beautiful, calm, and peaceful. "Mother, let's go there." Josh pointed at a small basketball field.
"Sure." We walked to the field, and I picked up a ball and threw it at the net as it got in.
"Wow, aunt," Amber clapped, and I winked at her.
"Mother, I never knew you were so good at basketball." Kim smiled at me.
"Where do you think Josh took his skills from? Anthony?" I sneered.
"Do you think you are better at basketball than me?"
"I don't think; I know."
He picked up the ball and said, "Then let's play."
Was he serious?
"Yes, mother, father, and I will be a team against you girls," Josh suggested, and I stared at Kim, who nodded.
"I agree; after all, I know we will win," Kim said with so much confidence.
"I don't play a game with no trophy." There had to be a price for me to play one.
"Whatever you want," he agreed.