Twins and Mother and TeacherChapter 5
"Well, what kind of day did you all have?" Don poked at the overdone hamburger on his plate while eyeing the lifeless and limp frozen string beans. A lukewarm dish of instant mashed potatoes was his only solace. He wondered if Carolyn would be insulted if he suggested hiring a cook, maybe just someone who'd come in to do the dinner. He hadn't had a decent meal in weeks! Carolyn fiddled nervously with her wine glass. She'd insisted upon serving the cool white wine despite the decidedly...