"I have to know something," your Aunty says bringing a big plate of pancakes to the table," what do you want to be when you get out of high school?"
"Ummm," you say. You really haven't put much thought into it. There's soooo many choices. "I haven't decided yet."
"That's alright," Aunty Lori smiles and stands behind Brad who's already cutting up his pancakes," plenty of time to decide. Brad here is going to be a famous chef."
"Mom," Brad wines.
"It's true," Aunty Lori smiles sitting down and grabbing a few pancakes," your cooking is great."
"I'll have to taste this," you say with some interest," what's your specialty?"
"Cheesecake," Brad answers taking a bite of his pancakes.
"Brad has a job downtown at a restaurant," your Aunty boasts," they say he's as good as some of the chefs who've been there for 13 years."
"Neat," you say once you've swallowed your mouthful," I'm unemployed at the moment."
"That's not good," says your Aunty," hey Brad, maybe you could use him as a dish boy or something."
"I don't know Mom," Brad says taking a few more pancakes.
"I'll make the call," says Aunty Lori getting up and walking over to the mobile phone and dialing a few numbers.
"Helpful isn't she?" Brad asks rolling his eyes.
"All good Moms are," you whisper back.
Aunty Loir spends a few minutes on the phone while you and Brad talk and eat your breakfast.
Aunty Lori hangs up and announces you have a new job as a....
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