Mama's Kitchen

Sicily

The house was full of family, not just her siblings and their kids, but a few random aunts and uncles too. It was like it always was around the holidays - suffocating, and yet fun.

"Did you guys hit any of that storm?" Sicily's brother, Paulo, moved into the kitchen doorway and leaned against the frame.

"No. We got out just before it hit. We got some really bad snow last night though." Sicily turned to face her brother and smiled. "You've lost weight."

"Hell yeah. Wendy said I could lose thirty pounds, or she would find someone else to make her howl at night." He shrugged and walked into the kitchen, going straight for the fridge. "I told her to lay off my ass for the holidays. I love Momma’s cooking, and I assume you're going to make everything she used to make?"

"Sure am." Sicily chopped an onion, a little worried about Drake, but knowing it was silly. Her two youngest brother's had him on the couch, watching something on TV that had all three of them yelling at the top of th