"They're inside the tour bus." She replied.
Rita nodded and started to go in.
They had just finished the final concert of their tour. All they had left was a final interview with a small set of three songs and the tour would be over. And everyone was packing up in preparation to leave and go there.
"And now..." a five-year-old Sam was saying. "The Four Amigos!"
Rita smiled to herself as the four boys started singing.
"Rita?" Taylor called.
Rita looked at him and put her finger to her lips. Then she gestured for him to come and listen. A small grin appeared on his face.
"What's the deal?" Isaac asked quietly, joining them.
Then, he too, heard the kids singing inside.
"They're putting on their own little concert." Taylor grinned. "I wonder how long they've been playing this 'game'."
"Oh," Isaac said with a fake sniff. "Oh, this is the proudest moment of my life."
"Excuse me? Your life? Three of those kids in there are mine." Taylor said.
"That's completely beside the point."
"Shh." Rita interrupted. "I want to listen."
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"Hey Babs, did you know what our kids have been doing?" Isaac asked.
"What which kids have been doing?"
"Xavier, Sam, Mike and Adam."
Babsie studied him for a moment.
"No. But they've been spending so much time alone with each other for ages, I'm beginning to think they've formed a cult. Why?"
Isaac grinned.
"Well, it's not a cult, and I'm not even sure if it's a game or they mean it, but they seemed to have made their own band."
"How come I'm not at all surprised?" she smiled. "I just had this hunch that at least one of the kids would go solo or form a band. I just knew it."
"They haven't told us yet. We're trying to decide whether to let them know we know or wait until they tell us."
"I would wait for them to tell us." Babsie admitted. "After all, if Xavier is anything like us, he hates a surprise to be spoiled."
"If Xavier is anything like you two." Taylor cut in, joining them. "We're all doomed."