“I cooked better than your mother..”

“That’s a lie, my food tastes better.”

“Ho-ho. Amaia is here, she tasted it, I’m sure she knew whose food tastes better.”

I was laughing at them, we had just finished having a meal. I was in their home, I should I say our home.

“Yes dear, mine was better wasn’t it?”

“You both looked good.”

“That’s not what we asked.”

“Fine. I’ll spill.”

“Go on, I already know it’s mine.”

“You’re so full of yourself Roger.”

“Father’s food tastes so delicious.”

“I said it!”

“You are taking sides ain’t you?”

“No mother, you wanted the truth.”

“The truth she already knows.”

We laughed,...