Actually, Linda James was quite a pitiful woman too. She wanted her family to get along with the Larson family as well.
Now, she waited at the door expectantly.
Unfortunately, her family was truly useless, and her hopes fell through.
"Mom, we're back." The couple greeted her.
Linda James was emotional. "Hey, you're back. That's good; I've already prepared dinner."
One could count with just one hand how many times Linda James had stepped into the kitchen to prepare a meal over the past three years. In fact, this was probably the first time she had taken the initiative to whip up a meal for the family.
Linda James awaited their good news, but things rarely went to plan.
Once everyone entered the house, Finn Taylor glanced at his wife, who nodded in agreement.
"Come have a seat."
Linda James was slightly confused as she looked at her son-in-law. "Is there something so important that we can't discuss after dinner?"
