Chapter 55: An Old Flame with a new wick
Chapter 53
Dad and I were still finishing our breakfast, when Charlie went to meet Jill, twirling his car keys.
Before he could step out the door, Berta yelled from the kitchen, "You bring her home, you clean up after."
Then she glanced at Dad and added, "Thank God you never get any."
And turning her gaze to me, she finished, "And thank God you're too young."
"Berta!" Dad said, clearly offended.
"What?" Berta shot back. "About you, it's true. And him—" she pointed at me, "he's a smart and polite version of Charlie. Which really makes me worry about how much I'll have to clean his room in the future."
"I'll give you a great raise," I said with a grin.
"See? Intelligent," Berta added, pointing at me again.
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The next day, I was walking into the living room when the front door opened.
Uncle Charlie stumbled in, clearly drunk, behind him was some random guy I had never seen before, looking a little sober