Sean prepared whole beef sausages in a thick tomato sauce with spaghetti, stir-fried baby carrots, and grilled hand-tossed potatoes. Their ma lay the table, humming a tune, and then went to her room. Why didn't someone else always make dinner? Sean brought in the food just as everyone came down to eat. Their dad was busy in his room with a phone call. He would join them later. Sean was about to go get Vienna when he heard Drake chuckling continuously seeing the food.
"What's so funny?" asked Sean, glaring at him.
Even Denver suppressed a grin. Sean went over to the table. "What's the matter? Why are you two laughing at my efforts?" he asked, frowning at them.
"Nothing," said Drake, again giggling.
"Say it or I'll throttle you," he warned.
"The sausages look like d*cks swimming in a se
