Chapter 24
Brian was nervous preparing dinner, hoping to impress Michelle. Rico had provided tips since Brian had never fried chicken. He also gave Brian seasoned breadcrumbs in which to dredge the chicken. Brian made mashed potatoes and steamed vegetables with a sweet vinegar sauce, while Jim made a green salad.
“No. Don’t cut the lettuce, tear it.”
“What’s the difference?”
“If I have to explain it, you wouldn’t understand.”
“Bite me.” Jim stuck out his tongue.
“After dinner.” They kissed as Dad came in.
He chuckled, making Jim blush.
Dad patted Brian’s back. “I appreciate your cooking. I swear I have no idea where you got those skills—sure as hell not from me.”
“You do okay. You taught me how to make eggs, grilled cheese, steaks, and to shoot a gun, not that I’ll ever really use
