Carlos and Debbie sat at one side of the table, while Megan and Tabitha sat opposite. They clinked glasses and began to eat.

The atmosphere was quite good at the very beginning. Debbie raved about the dishes, praising what a terrific cook Tabitha was.

The dinner had a pleasant start, but it wasn’t Long before Megan began to fawn over Carlos.

“Uncle Carlos, this is popcorn chicken. I helped

Tabitha cook it. Give it a try, please.”

“Mmm,” Carlos said, unwilling to say more with a mouthful of food. The look on his face and the sounds of chewing were enough to gauge how he felt.

“Uncle Carlos, taste the soup. I helped Tabitha flavor it. Does it taste good?” Megan put a bowl of soup on the table, setting it down in front of Carlos.

the hostess, and anyone who didn’t know better might believe that Megan was

deadpan, Carlos answered “Mmm” again. He was a man of few words, yet those few

to pile food onto his plate, and soon

when she saw this. As any woman would be. Tabitha kept putting food onto Debbie’s plate, ignoring the gal’s rage. Debbie had to take

of fish was put onto her

“I boned the fish.”

she would mock him, “So you finally remember your own wife,

smile and said icily, “Thank

put a piece of raw lobster onto

seafood. Mom made a couple of dishes just for you.

“This lobster was flown in from Australia earlier today. It was very fresh,

always loved lobster, ever since she was a Little girl. Even when she was too young to properly shell it, her dad had always

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