My Son Started Packing My Barbecue Into Takeout Boxes

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Diane nodded.

“It would be such a shame if any of this went to waste.”

Ashley smiled at my son.

“Michael… grab the bags.”

Without hesitation…

He stood.

Walked over.

Picked up both canvas totes.

Neither asked permission.

Neither looked at me.

Ashley and Diane began placing container after container across my dining table.

Small containers.

Large containers.

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