“I thought so.” Jimmy took off his coat and hung it in the closet. “Your sister’s too picky.”
“I am not,” Moira retorted.
Before the discussion could go further, Eileen called from the kitchen, “Moira, come help with the vegetables.”
She shot Liam a dirty look.
He shrugged. “Don’t look at me. I offered to help when I got here. She doesn’t want my help.”
Moira moped out of the room. Liam knew it wasn’t fair that their mother assigned traditional gender roles.
“What was the hug about?” Jimmy asked when Moira had left.
“I don’t want to talk about it. Tell me about the house.” Anything to keep his mind off his plans for later that afternoon. He and Jimmy didn’t have long to talk alone. Before he knew it, Ryan and Quinn arrived with baby Patrick and Michael and Brianna came in. Colin arr
