“Hey, kids, homework done yet?” Wendy
said, before getting to Cindy’s bedroom door.
Good thing she did, too, because Stevie
had been kissing Cindy. As it was, he had to let go of her hand and move
slightly away from her.
“Yeah, I think she’s got it now,” he
said, looking adorably guilty as he stood up.
“Really good of you, Stevie, to help
Cindy as much as you do,” Donny said, completely oblivious to the potent
undertone in the room.
“He is a very good boy. I am allowed to
say it even if I am his mother, right?” Wendy said.
