“Joey cooks,” Ollie offered. “Shannon, too.” Smiling, I nodded. “Yeah, Shannon’s a great cook.” His eyes widened. “Have you tried her spaghetti? It’s my favorite.” “Not yet,” I replied. “I must ask her to make it for me sometime.” “You should,” Ollie agreed. “It’s really good.” “Hey, you know what I really like?” I said. “McDonald’s.” Their eyes widened and I hurried to say, “Do you want to go?”
