Chapter 21

“But you had fried chicken yesterday afternoon…” Greg said firmly.

“The stuff that Marla makes is oven fried, not deep fried, so you’re okay.” Bobby laughed.

“My God, Greg’s got me so I can’t tell what real fat is anymore. Let’s get to work. I want to eat.” Everyone laughed.

“I’m glad I brought three trays. I thought we’d put two in the freezer. I’ll just have to make some more,” Mama said. Mama and Donna set about clearing the table while Fran went upstairs with her paints and Bobby, who had the illustration. 5

Carlo’s house, baby’s room

“I’m going to add some baby bunnies and kittens to this. They’ll be cute. I’m so sick of drawing trains, cars, and super heroes.” Fran sighed, then brightened. “But now we all have a little girl to spoil.”