Everyone was at the dinner table.
William, Wesley, Annabelle, Ashton and Miranda.
Miranda had made a scrumptious dinner for the family that night. Ashton seemed to be enjoying every spoon of it.
"You'll make a great wife!" William put his hand over hers.
"Can't wait to be your wife!" she pecked his cheek.
"This food is great, grandma!"
"I am not your grandma, little boy!" she retorted. "Call me Mimi!"
Annabelle and Wesley were oddly quiet.
Miranda smirked at them. "You two have nothing to say about this wonderful, delicious meal?"
The couple looked at her in shock and fright.
"Miranda! What did you do to the food!"
"I put some spices! What do you think?"
"What the f**k did you put into the food! I can't f*****g move!"
He and his wife had suddenly become stiff, glu
