“He really likes her,” Cindy whispered to her dad. “And I do, too. She’s awesome.”
Donny smiled and nodded watching Wes with the very pretty, amusing and rather talented girl, Janet. He had to agree with his daughter. It was quite apparent his son was smitten. He just worried Wes might like her too much; more than she liked him, anyway.
“I don’t remember the last time we all had a home cooked meal together. Thank you, Janet, this is very special for us,” Donny said.
“You’re welcome,” Janet said.
“I remember,” Wes mumbled, looking down at his plate.
“Me too,” Cindy said, a sad look on her face.
