Twisted Little Things And Other Stories - Plot & Excerpts
Sheila said with a smile as she finished slicing the cucumber. “Trust me, you'll thank me when you're older and not addicted to fast food.” “Aw!” Kenny said with a groan, turning and stomping back over to the table. “That's not fun! How is that fun?” Sheila smiled. Now that her son was eleven, he seemed to have suddenly developed a much more striking personality, and she couldn't help but feel pleased that he stood up for himself. Glancing toward the table, she saw that Kenny had slumped down in a chair next to his father, and now the pair of them were looking through a fishing magazine. “Food won't be long,” she told them. “Couldn't there be at least one hamburger involved?” asked Tom, her husband. “No chance,” she was about to say, before pausing for a moment. For a few seconds, she wondered whether she was being too mean.
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