She looked us up and down. “I can see that. Well, I’ll just drop off these chocolate chip cookies.”
“Thank you.” Dad took the holiday tin from her. “That’s very kind. I’m sorry you missed Dave.”
“There was an emergency on his job and he had to rush back,” I said.
“That’s a shame. This was the first time any of your family came to visit, Benjamin, and I’d been hoping to meet him.”
“Another time. I won’t keep you standing on our doorstep. Thank you again.”
She gave Dad a tight smile, turned around, and marched home.
“Y’know, for someone who claims he doesn’t lie well, you did a pretty good job.”
“Thanks, Dad.” I lifted the lid of the tin.
“That wasn’t meant as a compliment.”
“I know.” I grinned at him, and then looked at the cookies. “I’m willing to bet these are Chips Ahoy.”
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