"Idiot. Who made your brother king, anyway? No offense, but he doesn't sound up to the job." Parker sighed and offered the carton to Isabel. "I get why you two are scared to tell them, but... they'll be safer if they know. Whether they have problems with the reality or not, at least they'd recognize danger signs." She studied Isabel, looking sober. "How was the rest of it? Or was it all Max and your parents and too much sun?"