” I pulled a couple of cups from an overhead cupboard and didn’t say that I hardly ever ate cake – a legacy of having as much as I could eat as ... child. “I have to be truthful though,” Adele’s mouth squinted as she came clean. “I did try to make one last Sunday to bring over, but that one was a disaster. I didn’t want you to think I was completely helpless in the kitchen. Even if I am.” I laughed at the thought and felt a little sorry for her. I gave her some plates, forks, a knife and invited. "No, but if you don't pay any more attention than you were today, you may not be so lucky next time."Jason smiled, said, "Screw it, then," and took a long pull of his beer.Rob decided to follow his friend's lead, and added a salute with the can before taking a drink.She laughed, but then fanned her hand in front of her face. "Got into a bit of a mudslinging war, did we?" He started it," Rob said while pointing accusingly at his friend."I think you both finished it. You might want to hose. He also came clean about another secret. It seems, as party hosts when he was married, he and his wife had played a few times with my husband and his now ex-wife. He claimed I’d been much better and, in the same breath, he asked that if I ever left my guy, would I consider him? He’d spoil me rotten, he said, and I wouldn't have to work and all that other crap a guy says when they get all lovey-dovey. Yuck! That ending ruined it for me. I really liked being with somebody new and a new situation. Trixy was almost finished eating when Lisa stumbled into the kitchen. She was obviously in a bad mood and gave her mother a disgusting look as she sat down at the table.“Mother has outdone herself for us.” Trixy said cheerfully, as she gulped down her last egg-sandwich. She gave Donna a wink to assure her she was going to get Lisa to go along with the masquerade.“And she promised me she would make sure Ms. Brendan would go shopping with us soon.”“Great.” Lisa replied uninterested. She clumsily.