eating a lot more as you can see.”
Emily patted his stomach.
“He does look a little chunky,” Willow teased.
“I don't think he ate a vegetable for a whole year before I moved in. Now he's
eating cucumbers,” Emily informed the family.
William nodded.
“Well, if he can put a lot of salt on it,” Emily said with a chuckle.
“That is true,” William confessed.
“Your makeup looks fantastic,” Willow told Emily. “Where'd you learn how to do it?”
“Well.” Emily turned to her. “I lived about forty minutes away. There was never
anything to do. Ever. So I spent most of high school in front of the mirror
practicing.”
“Can you teach me?” Willow asked, her eyes pleading for Emily to say yes.
“Of course I can, sweetie,” she told her. “William works tomorrow but I have the
day off. Let's spend the day getting pretty.”
“Awesome!” Willow responded.
William and Daniel ate in silence while the three women chatted. He wasn’t sure how
he felt about Willow spending time with Emily while he worked. Willow would
probably share embarrassing stories, but he knew better than to tell either of them
to stop.
After everyone finished eating, Daniel handed a fortune cookie to everyone at the
table.
Patty opened hers first and read the fortune aloud.
“Everyone at the table will each give you fifty dollars.”
Everyone at the table stared at Patty wondering if she was serious. Daniel