“Yes, yes of course,” Mary murmured, looking thoughtful as she absently pushed her mashed potatoes around on her plate. “She’s fine, Mom,” Danny said, waving their brother off. “Are you sure?” Mary asked, gesturing for Duncan to pour her a glass of lemonade. “I’m fine, thank you,” Jodi said, smiling. “Are you thirsty?” his mother asked, sounding eager as she gestured towards one of the many pitchers lining the long dining room table. “N-no, thank you, I’m fine,” Jodi said with a warm smile as she returned her attention to the large plate of food in front of her with a curious frown. “Would you like any more chicken, Jodi?” she asked pleasantly, noticeably startling the small woman even more. “Uh huh,” she said, shifting her attention back to Danny’s girlfriend. “Ummm,” his father began to say, swallowing nervously as he slowly, ever so slowly, handed his wife the ice pack he’d been holding against the back of her head where she’d hit the edge of the couch when she’d passed out, and sat back in his chair. “My oldest son brought home his girlfriend to have dinner with me and I’m damn well going to have dinner with her!” she snapped at their father, startling everyone at the table. “Honey, maybe we should go to the hos-” their father began to say only to stop mid-word when she turned a furious glare on him. “I’m fine,” their mother, Mary said, waving off everyone’s concerns and gesturing for everyone to eat. He dove for her along with the rest of his brothers and… “Shit!” Darrin snapped when he realized what was happening a little too late and jumped up from the couch. Bradford?” Jodi asked, shifting nervously as Darrin watched his mother’s eyes roll back in her head and. “Sweetheart, this is my mother,” Danny said, leaning down to kiss their mother on the cheek. “Yes, he did and I could only get him to come out for dinner,” their mother said with a huge smile as Danny stepped back to introduce them. Yeah, this should definitely be good, he decided around a yawn. “You had a tree house?” she asked, sounding intrigued as Darrin watched their mother walk into the room. “Be nice, Tinkerbelle, or I won’t show you my old tree house.” She glared right back at him, which earned her a series of curses as Danny pulled her into his arms and kissed her. “Don’t even think about it,” Danny bit out coldly, which probably would have cowed any other woman, but not this one.
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