If you asked Marlene what her relationship with Liam was like, she'd say it was okay. The two hadn't really hung out alone together and seemed to only really hang out when Frank was around.
But when Liam comes back from yet another foster home and...
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"As Gina says, the washing up is a game." Tracy told the house enthusiastically. She had called for a house meeting, so all the kids had gathered around the dinner table with bored expressions.
"Or tidying your room like it's a challenge." She continued. "That way, it won't be boring, it can be fun!" Noticing their unimpressed expressions, her facade dropped. "Do you want to live in a pigsty?"
"Wouldn't be the first time." Marlene muttered to Frank, causing him to snort.
Harry, who sat next to Tracy sighed. "I don't feel like tidying my room, Tracy." He said, hiding his face in Jeff.
"Well, we all need to do things we don't feel like doing, even Jeff." Tracy reminded him. "I'll tell you what, why don't you both tidy your room and I'll put a star in both your files. Then everyone will know what a big help you've been today."
Harry nodded his head, immediately running off. Johnny who seemed to of perked up at the mention of golf stars sat straighter in his chair. "Can me and Tee have gold stars, too?" He asked.
The table immediately burst into laughter, with the exception of Tee who buried her face into her hands, embarrassed.
"Enough." Tracy called but went ignored as they all continted to laugh. "Shut up!" She said harsher this time. "Yes, Johnny. You can have gold stars. That is the attitude I like to see."
