"Mom, I wish Dad was a lawyer or something that pays more than a soldier so you could stay home every day."
"Oh, you would get tired of me meeting you at the door every day and asking about your day."
"No we wouldn't. Not if it meant we came home to food like this every day."
I see the truth; they love me for my cooking skills.
And just like that half of the banana pudding was gone.
And just like that half of the banana pudding was gone.
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