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lins was watching TV. He was slouching on the sofa,

e back," he said w

per-boy," Ian said as he extended a

e in hushed tones. He accepted the b

rned his

-boy anymore, Uncle; I'm all gro

Ian said, w

; thank you

jected. "Thank you? I lov

not come from you. Buy me a boot and I might reconsider," he

top," Angie said, but

s she looked at him. He induced he

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the courage to join his wife in the kitchen after a long day at work.

rful marriage. They rarely, if

ey assist themselves in times of crisis and decision-making. They were completely enamore

't drive you home?"

inally gotten him a job

ews; how did things

s fun, but I had to take

u said you'd

o look it over. God! That man irritates me to no end. " Angrily, George dropped

et, calm voice as she

t ruin your evening; I promi

ontinued. "I can't thank you enough for coming h

cheek, then on the lips. Her husband's d

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n that everything was done correctly and safely. Angie, as usual, was making things difficult for her. Instead of assisting her, she entertained her with jokes and puns. Margret, on the other hand, never app

of soup that George had just placed on t

e said, mockingly looking at her m

as one of her corny jok

p to par, right? I didn't notice y

me for the suck soup; I'm

ly sampled the soup and voiced his opinion. "I'm no

very kind, but Angie may be able to do better." She s

ing, and her mother was well aware of it. Cook

hat to me. I was joking. I swear you're the best cook

e and a shake of her head.

at, gro

added, "Thanks for the

ed, her lip

raddling his hands in

the seats that surroun

is cook

e issue with that?"

tes like it's straight

ed but rema

y moment and greeted ever

"You're on tim

ire family sat down to have