Coolest Girl in Town

In the winter, Tissote’s skies grew dark rather early. By 6.00 PM, the lights in the living room had to be turned on.
For tonight’s dinner, Elise had prepared some food to be shared with the others at the dinner table. Even though the dishes were nothing but ordinary home-cooked food, they were fragrant and colorful.
As Jeanie sat down at the dinner table, she nearly drooled. “Looks like I’ll be having more servings than usual tonight.”
Robin chuckled warmly in response.

“Good, good. Don’t be a stranger. Make yourself at home.”
“Of course I will. I haven’t experienced such a homey atmosphere in a long time.” All of a sudden, Jeanies throat itched. When she recalled Bertha staying all alone at the Anderson Residence, she couldn’t help sniffling with her head lowered.
Since the rest of them knew what Jeanie had been through, they could only watch on sympathetically without saying anything.
Realizing that she had brought the mood down, Jeanie hurried to tuck her feelings away and commented, “Ah-look at me misspeaking again.

Let’s drop the issue and start eating. We can’t let Elise down!”
“Indeed! One can’t function on an empty stomach. Once you’ve eaten, you’ll find the strength to go up against anything!” Laura hurried to add.
And so, the atmosphere dissolved into harmony once more, with both food and laughter being shared around the dinner table.

other choice, Elise could only stand up and welcome her in. After a round of introductions and an extra place setting, everyone at the table considered themselves acquainted. Despite not

leverage, she began to approach the topic in a roundabout way. **Truthfully, I quite like Elise, but she’s still young enough to be impulsive and incapable of looking at the broader picture. I think she still needs to be disciplined by her elders.” Having no appetite for the home-cooked food, Madeline spooned

The times are different now. There’s nothing we as elders can do but put up

been in Jeanie’s mouth with distaste, Madeline frowned and shoved the plate away. This is what the lower classes are like-even with so many people crammed around a tiny, rickety dining table for

made up her mind to talk Elise into reconsidering the marriage. After all,

be blunt, Mrs. Griffith. I’m sure us country folk lack the social finesse that you possess and would fait to grasp what you were getting at. I would hate for you to have wasted

expression before starting haughtily, as if he genuinely hadn’t understood, “Allow me to be clearer, then.” She paused and glanced at Elise, “The person you got into a dispute with today is a member of one of heir family has always Tissote’s most powerful clans-the Olson Family Clan. Now, their

“Are you sure a kid would do what they did?” Startled by the coldness in her gaze, Madeline was momentarily cowed before she could resume her overbearing demeanor. “At any rate, since you’re to become the Griffith Family’s daughter-in-law, you’ll have to put the interests of the Griffiths first. Don’t forget-you’re Alexander’s fiancée. Everyone will remember your impulsive actions as the actions of the Griffith

swept his hand out, knocking his glass to the ground and causing his drink to spill in a puddle. “Forget about the marriage, then!” he shouted From the very beginning, the Sinclairs