That night
"Momma, you don't have to cook when you come here, you know. You can just sit down and enjoy your family," I said as I stirred the sauce. We were going full Italian tonight. Simple, filling, and easy: Spaghetti and meatballs with enough garlic bread to kill a vampire coven. With side salads in fresh vinaigrette, it was going to be easy enough to concentrate on the bigger picture tonight without worrying about the food.
She waved me away. "Go help your brothers bring your table in. Your sister and your man should be bringing chairs." She shooed me out of my own kitchen...that was at least par for my particular course.
I headed off towards the freight elevator. It apparently opened on the other side of the elevator from Ryker's public entrance. I got to be a literal door stop
