Chapter 7

Jack leaned across the table and ruffled Tom’s hair. “Sounds like a good idea.”

“Then you’ll have it, too?”

Jack’s grin broadened. “Nope. I’ll have the bacon double cheeseburger and the cheesy fries.”

Tom couldn’t help laughing. “No chicken fried steak?”

“Not today. Becca made it for us for dinner yesterday. She’s turning out to be a good little cook. I’m glad she enjoys it, but…“ He frowned. “Her momma’s been pushing her to learn how to cook because Becca’s husband will expect it.”

“Her husband? But Rebecca is only eleven.” Tom was horrified. His twin sister had turned her back on every one of her beaux and had gone to college. Once she’d graduated, she’d gotten a very well-paying job. She’d eventually met and fallen in love with the man who was to become her husband. But never once had their mother insisted Lizzie put marriage ahead of every one of her other ambitions.

Jack’s mouth tightened. “Tell me about it.”

“Is that what you want for her?”