Cromwell raised a brow. "You can't even boil an egg, son." He paused. "Or toast bread without burning it."
I couldn't help it, I laughed. "Nice."
Hayden frowned at me. "I can toast bread."
"You tried to shove a fork in the toaster to get your bread out- that was only a few years ago."
"Oh. Wow." I grinned at Hayden.
"Thanks, Dad." Hayden pushed himself off the counter.

Autor: Jennifer L. Armentrout

Cromwell raised a brow. "You can't even boil an egg, son." He paused. "Or toast bread without burning it."<br />I couldn't help it, I laughed. "Nice."<br />Hayden frowned at me. "I can toast bread."<br />"You tried to shove a fork in the toaster to get your bread out- that was only a few years ago."<br />"Oh. Wow." I grinned at Hayden.<br />"Thanks, Dad." Hayden pushed himself off the counter. - Jennifer L. Armentrout




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