My Cousin, the Alien
“He even began making friends in his own grade and ate lunch with them. I finally decided that family honor was safe, and I could get on with my life. I wasn’t even too put out when at dinner one night Mom announced, while passing the vegetables, that Aunt Marsha had called, and Ethan would be spending Saturday with us.
My mom’s usually calm about stuff, and so is my dad—most of the time. In fact, people say I’m a rather calm kid too. So that’s one way we three are alike, as well as all of us having brown hair, muddy brown eyes, and a deep love for cheese in all its forms.
But Mom’s announcement set my dad off. “Watch out, Alice, they’ll be starting that again!”
“Starting what, dear?” my mom said, spooning out broccoli and passing me her special cheese sauce.
Dad drummed his fingers on the table. “Sending Ethan over to our place all the time. You’d think people with that much money could afford a babysitter! But Paul and Marsha figure they can impose on us because we’re family.”
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