“BABE! Your phone is ringing!”

Lahynna was in the kitchen, busy with baking muffins. Rubick was in the garage, checking for his car, but he made time to deliver her phone. She must have left it there.

“Mom is calling. I can’t take it. My hands were full of grease.”

She laughed and took the phone.

“Hmm, what are you baking? It smells good. I must hurry cleaning the car.”

She laughed at her husband's silly face. “It will be ready in a minute.”

Rubick hurriedly left her as she took the call.

“Hi, Mom?”

“Can you come for lunch?”

“Oh! It's the weekend. We can’t come to the resto...