"Chop, chop," dad said to Charlie. "I want to eat my chicken while it is still hot."
"I've still got to polish Andrew's stove top," Charlie said looking like a lost puppy.
I had cleaned it earlier just for this reason, but a haze had formed over the top. Charlie was going to use some of that glass top stove polish I had in the cabinets above the stove.
"Love you, son," dad said as Charlie followed him out my front door with a bag of trash.
I got the $5 dollar fill up chicken strips meal tonight. I love the soft-baked chocolate chip cookie they add to those "fill up" meals.
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