JASPER’S POV,
Like always we stayed at the dinner table long after we finished dinner. Talking about the most random of things while delving into the endless supply of desserts, until Mrs. Salvatore finally got up and started clearing the dishes. Liz and John offered their hand to help her.
I stood up too, carrying my plate and the plates of the twins.
“But daddy, I'm not finished with the pie,” Alex said, not letting go of his plate.
“Alex! It's already too much.” I warned, glaring at him.
Over the years I've taught them both the meaning of my looks. They knew that glare means I'm serious and they must not play and do as I say. He pouted and looked down. I reached for the plate again. Suddenly, he looked up and turned towards Alec with an innocent face and teary eyes. Sometimes I
