Dizzy was not insane, not by any stretch of the imagination. But something was not right in his head. He kept hearing shit, kept remembering things that so did not happen, but to him it was like they did.

He was scared, and worried, and he was ready to face the past. He was going back to the mansion, and he was going to stay fucking sober!

Dizzy hadn't been sober for more than a day since he found out about Kayla. The love of his life, cheating on him with another man. if it weren't for his promise to his family he probably would have done something stupid by now. But he was beginning to resent the constant looking after.

Dizzy entered the mansion and threw his duffle bag on the floor. He was home. He had been kept informed via Gabe and Michael of everything that had gone on, but he had still been shocked to know of the situation with Red, he wondered if she'd prefer to be called Tyson.

He had also been informed that Margaret was moving in. His heart hurt for the older woman, and he felt guilty for missing Elder Tyson's funeral. He had loved the old coot.

It was time for family to join forces, it was time for the future to shine.