Old Mr. Jefferson glowered at his son. “Brat, what do you mean? Stop saying you resemble me. You’re nothing like me. I have no idea why you’ve turned out like this.”

Unable to take it anymore, Logan rebuked, “Old man, watch what you say. If Mom comes into your dream tonight, she might beat you up!”

Burning with rage, Old Mr. Jefferson picked up a pillow and hurled it at him. “Brat, stop twisting my words!”

He’s so feisty now. Has he really been under the weather? Logan guffawed and dodged the pillow.

Meanwhile, Lydia’s eyes were fixed on the bag Logan had brought with him. After the men were done with their bicker, she asked, “Logan, was it a man or a woman who gave you this?”

at his sister and replied, “Lydia,

in, “Of course it must

Lorraine gave her own two cents as well. “It’s no wonder he’d

to leave it

gave him a meaningful smile. “Oh yeah, I totally

father’s body was alright, Logan decided to leave after

“Leave the food here for me to have a taste. I used to like it

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