6- Teasing

"Made it here in one piece!" Scott announced as he strode into the foyer of his parents’ house. Even after moving out, Sunday was always reserved for family dinners.

"Ah, good!" his mother called from the kitchen, "Come in here and help me set the table! Dinner's almost ready!"

"Smells good!" He made his way to the kitchen. His childhood home was a nice two-story place in the suburbs, complete with solid wood floors and a beautifully manicured lawn. His father and sister were busy with the last bit of dinner prep. "Sorry I'm late." He took the stack of plates from his mother and gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Not late, just in time!" His father said, pulling a roast out of the oven.

"Scotty," his little sister chided, "you're always late just so you can get out; of cooking."

"Aw, come on now, Liz. If you want me to cook for you, all you have to do is say so."

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