TessTucker’s parents were absolutely adorable and his brother, Tanner, was a voracious flirt.
“Dude, if I have to tell you one more time to stop flirting with my girl I will kick your ass.”
“I can’t help it that she has good taste and likes the better brother.”
“Yea, me, knock it off.”
“Boys, don’t make me bend you over my knee, you aren’t too big.”
They both started laughing.
“Boys, listen to your mother,” his dad chimed in.
We were sitting around Tucker’s kitchen table drinking coffee. I managed to sneak away while Grier was off on his all-day Saturday basketball adventures.
“Tucker I didn’t realize you could make the table bigger.”
“Yeah, it has one of those removable middle pieces.”
“A leaf,” his mom and I said simultaneously.
We looked at each other and laughed.
“Yea, that
