The next morning, when I got to the kitchen, it was just me and Dad. I got a bowl and dumped Raisin Bran in it, along with some milk and sugar. I was chomping away when Addie sailed in, all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. She ignored us both and opened the fridge. She bent over at the waist to peer inside and reached to pull out a hard-boiled egg. I felt my groin tighten as her tight, round ass was showcased in the process.
She went to the sink and started cracking and peeling the egg.
"Daddy?" she said. "Did you put baking soda in the water when you boiled these eggs?"
"Huh?" he asked, looking up from his morning paper. "Why would I do that?"
"Because it makes them easy to peel," she said. "I'm tearing this one up trying to get the shell off."
"Where'd you learn that?" he asked.
"From my mother?" she said, sounding disgusted. "The woman you've been married to for eighteen years?"
"Oh," he said, "she must not have told me."
"I'll get something at school," she said, handing our father the mostly destroyed egg. She looked at me. "Come on."
"I'm eating!" I said around a mouthful of milky Raisin Bran.
"Well hurry up."
"You know," said Dad, "In some families, brothers and sisters love each other, and try to cooperate with each other for the common good. You two could use a little work in that area. Though, I do have to admit I've seen some improvement since you started working together."
"We love each other," said Addison, her face straight. "You know that."
"Well then act like it," he said. He was in the process of using his coffee spoon to scoop the egg out of what was left of the shell. It was messy.
"I will if he will," she said.
"Likewise," I said, getting up to put my bowl in the sink.
When we got to the car and got in, Addie looked over at me and said, "I checked out your room this morning. I opened the window. You have to get those sheets into the wash tonight."
"And what do I tell dad about why there's a window open in my room in the middle of winter and that I'm washing sheets in the middle of the week?"
"Tell him you spilled a soda on them."
"I don't want to start lying to our parents, Addie."
"Then spill a Coke on your sheets before you put them in the washer," she said, smugly.
"Okay," I sighed, and put the Bug in gear.
TBC