‘Don’t mess with Teresa,’ Thomas said, slowly shaking his head back and forth as if in pure awe of her powers. ‘If I teach you nothing else in life, my son, it’s that. Don’t mess with Teresa.’ ‘Come here, you little devilled egg,’ Teresa said, now chasing Chuck around the room, trying to smother him with hugs. For all his flirting jokes, the kid hated it when she did that.
