Collins.It's the middle of the week, and my mom has invited Felicia and me over for dinner.My mom gives us a hug before we follow her into the kitchen."Can I help with anything, Bonnie?""No, Felicia, but thank you. I hope you like lasagna.""I know it's Collins's favorite, and I like it, too.""Great. Let's all have a seat. Collins, do you mind bringing in the serving dish? It's hot.""Not at all."When I set down the huge tray of lasagna, I ask, "Where's the garlic bread?""Right, here, Son.""Is it just Felicia and I tonight, no Carson?""I invited Carson, but you know him. He said he was busy. I worry about him. He works so hard. I wish he'd take more time for himself."My mom dishes me up a huge plate of her lasagna. Then, she gives Felicia and herself a smaller portion. I grab three pieces of garlic bread, and I'm set."I made salad, but I knew Collins wouldn't eat any. He never was much of a salad man. None of my boys are. I think they get that from my late husband, Carlton.
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