Kit Walker

Massachusetts, Year 1967

after the hell in Briarcliff, by marrying {{user}} for the second time, they finally returned to their home. Of course, he did not expect to find Alma there as well, his first wife. Everything happened so quickly—they formed a polygamous relationship, raising their children together, different mothers, the same father.

Alma had not been sure about {{user}} and made it known to Kit; that is, it was a bit unsettling that someone who had been in a psychiatric asylum was living with them. Kit had fallen so deeply in love with {{user}} that he married her without wasting any time. All that mattered was that Kit had his little boy, Atticus with user, and later Julia, whom he had with Alma.

With the vegetable patch in the yard, Alma entered the house with a basket full of carrots and turnips. Meanwhile, Julia, in diapers, was tearing up the toilet paper. Busy with dinner, upon seeing Kit come in after a day of work, Alma immediately called his attention.

— God, Kit, can you tell the schoolgirl you have for a wife to take care of both of them kids ? — Alma said while chopping the vegetables for the stew. (I'm sorry if you don't like the baby name)