6 PM, Becker Community.
In the backyard of the Robert family, soothing classical music was playing, and a barbecue grill was already set up on the open ground. Robert was holding a portable stove to light the charcoal.
On the right lawn, there was a white dining table and chairs. Linda was marinating the barbecue with a simple method, applying black pepper, coarse salt, and red wine to big chunks of steak.
Val and the chubby kid were chatting idly by the table, one drinking beer, the other coke.
Val teased, "Hey, Jack, why didn't you bring your little girlfriend today?"
The chubby kid rolled his eyes, "Uncle, I know you're jealous that I have a girlfriend, but don't keep mentioning it.
Besides, you're not getting any younger. It's about time you put some effort into finding one yourself."
Val forced a smile, "What? You think I don't have a girlfriend?"
The chubby kid countered, "If you have a girlfriend, why have we never seen you bring her over?"
