Carlos’ heart somehow softened when he saw Piggy’s dejected look.

Turning down this little girl would be a dick move. He turned to Debbie and said, “I haven’t eaten yet. Go home and cook.”

Debbie rolled her eyes and snapped, “Okay, and..

Carlos’ face darkened. He even felt a Little wronged. ‘What’s wrong with her? She gave up easy. Is that it, then?”

Kicking those thoughts around his skull, Carlos decided to act. In a feigned sad voice, he told Piggy, “Evelyn, I’m starving. I need to go home and have supper.”

Piggy was cleverer than children her age, and she realized that her mom wasn’t willing to cook for Carlos. She blinked her innocent eyes and pleaded, “Mom, please cook spaghetti for me. I want to eat it.”

Debbie was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh. Her daughter was so sneaky.

towards the building where they lived, saying, “I’m going

said cheerfully,

gave her a broad

“Nice job!”

curse inwardly, ‘Carlos, you said you wanted a son. But now you

elevator came to a halt on the seventh floor. A family of three and a dog walked out. When they entered the apartment,

had supper.

don’t think spaghetti is

fridge and then saw the frozen wontons she made for Piggy this

some

excited that she took out all of

kept chatting

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