“So that’s why you were so excited to have us all home. You missed the free labor.” Jane laughs. “That’s it. I endured thirty-six hours of increasingly painful contractions with you just so I would have somebody who’d peel the potatoes. You’ve cracked my evil masterplan. And here I thought Mrs. Patterson was crazy when she tried to tell me that you’re a genius in the seventh grade. It obviously took me some time to catch on, but now I can really see it.”
