Frankie was feeling desolate, her children growing up, she had nothing to worry about.
"Honey, don't feel that way, that's the way it is and you did a good job as a mother!" said Mike while comforting your wife.
Now Frankie had time for herself, but what to do? Frankie was starting to run out of ideas until one came in mind... Cooking!
And that was how Frankie started attending cooking classes and she started getting good at it. Everyone was enjoying it, family members, friends, neighbors... Frankie was the call to take care of church lunch.
But no one was being more affected than Mike, her food was so good, that often his serious face turned cheeky and silly.
Every day was like this for Mike, full breakfasts, lunches that would feed six people and dinners that seemed worthy of kings.
Mike seems not to have noticed or simply didn't call but he was gaining weight as he ate Frankie's food.
A few weeks passed, Mike was getting fat, he was eating some brownies that Frankie made for him until someone rang the bell, Frankie opened the door and it was...
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