Chapter 9: Princeton Brothers and the Wood Nymph

The brothers loved it. They absolutely loved the roast pork—and of course, none of them choked. Tristan, Logan, and Hayden couldn’t help chomping down the delicious, soft morsel and then grabbed for more.

“There’s still dessert,” Mary said from across the table, smiling.

“You’ll have to visit home more often to get a proper feed, boys,” Molly, their grandmother, said.

Hayden nodded his head in agreement with that.

“Or we could just take Beth with us,” Darcy suggested.

James and Brenda glanced at each other, and Dale, the brothers’ grandfather, chuckled.

Beth cleared her throat and said, “Unfortunately, Master Darcy, I still wouldn’t be able to cook you such a nice roast because I wasn’t the one who prepared that roast. Although, I sort of did since the person responsible happened to be sick all of a sudden. But that was only via specific instructions.”

“New chef, then?” Conrad put in. “Finally, we have decent food to eat. Not that yours isn’t that good, Beth. Your baking is the