“It smells amazing down here. What did you make mom?” Hunter asks.
“I made daddy’s favorite. Pot roast with carrots and potatoes, sweet corn, mac n cheese, greens, dinner rolls, and sweet tea,” she says smiling.
“Wow. Can I help with anything?” I ask.
“No honey. Just go find a seat at the table, Hunter can help me take this out,” she says.
“But she offered,” Hunter whines.
“I guess you’re going to Adam’s for dinner then,” she says, making me laugh. Adam’s mom is a very kind woman but she can not cook to save her life. Adam’s dad was the cook of the family and he taught his son the basics.
Hunter grabs two serving dishes off the counter and carries them to the dining room. I follow behind him and see Hailee setting the table. I tried to help her but she did the same as Mrs. Wilde and
