“I am not burning it, it’s hardly cooked,” Frank complained. He took a couple slices off and put them on the plate as well so Billy could have his limp bacon.
He smiled and nodded. He knew Maria would want him around. She’d want Billy around, too. But Frank didn’t know how to invite his—boyfriend? Lover? Brother—to hang out with him and his wife.
He threw a couple links of sausage on the pan to start cooking. “Do you like your sausage undercooked too?”
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Date: 2018-08-03 02:50 am (UTC)He smiled and nodded. He knew Maria would want him around. She’d want Billy around, too. But Frank didn’t know how to invite his—boyfriend? Lover? Brother—to hang out with him and his wife.
He threw a couple links of sausage on the pan to start cooking. “Do you like your sausage undercooked too?”