TessI threw my clothes in the dryer and borrowed some sweatpants and a sweatshirt from Tucker. We walked into the kitchen and Jolene handed us each a cup. Tanner was already in there chugging away.
“Alright, I went through all your drawers and found some skewers. Got all the fixins laid out for you too.”
“You’re the best, Ma,” Tucker squeezed his mom. “Bring that mug o’ chocolate and let’s go.”
Tucker’s dad was on the couch looking at something on his phone, when Tucker, Tanner and I went in.
“Hey Tuck.”
“Yea, Pop.”
He nodded his head to motion for him to join him on the couch and showed him his phone screen.
“Alright old man, but only if your missus joins me.”
I looked from Tucker to his dad and back.
“Jolene!”
“Yea, Tripp?”
“Come on in here, Tucker’s got something for ya!”
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