Chapter 9 Keep It Secret

• “Dig in, boys!” Raquel proclaimed cheerfully, scooping two hearty portions of her homemade pasta onto plates for Gavin and Damian. The noodles were tangled into a steamy, saucy mess, coated in Raquel’s famous tomato and basil recipe. “I slaved over the stove all afternoon for my two favorite tenants,” she continued, smiling warmly. “I expect those plates to be licked clean when you’re finished.”
• “Seriously, what kind of food are you giving my son?” Gavin fixed at Raquel, one eyebrow raised skeptically. In a concerned tone, he continued, “These junk food seem pretty unhealthy. As his dad, nutrition is important to me. What’s in these things anyway?”
• Raquel frowned and folded her arms as she stared at the special pasta package across the dinner table.