I Am In Charge Of Myself

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.