Liam is tortured by music; little sister is here to help.
Enjoy..
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"And THAT'S the way it iiiiis!" A normally deep, rumbling voice sang out from the kitchen in a high falsetto, hitting a surprisingly high note on the second word. It was followed immediately by a resigned sigh.
Felicia looked at her mom and giggled. "That's, like, three weeks now?"
"He'll be alright in another two months or so," their mom, Brenda, replied with a tight smile. It was funny, but they both felt bad for the guy. It just. Wouldn't. Stop.
Felicia ducked into the kitchen to see her big gorilla of a brother chopping onions with a practiced hand. They were soon added to a pot, and she could smell...curry powder and turmeric? He was humming that goddamn tune, and he smiled and waved at Felicia without a wo
